dear rex, Robert, Patrick, shen, and Annie
carrie ann is a bitch.
scoobinator and i were helping her in the front yard. we sniffed around, scoob walked the perimeter and peed on ever’thin’ making it safe from the lions and tigers and bears.
so, carrie ann is ‘landscaping’ around the lilacs, and we take off to see the neighbor. she yells at us. we run back to the yard. no problema.
so, we’re chillin’, and, after a while, we decide to go see the beagles three doors down. carrie ann yells at us to come home.
then, there’s some one at our neighbor’s where the pitties live. so we go say ‘hi, how ya doin’?’ and carrie ann yells, ‘three strikes, you’re out’.
makes us go en la casa con ziggy.
so, we’re working on a plan to kill her.
it’s common knowledge one of you is a cereal killer and has been in the hoosegow more than once. Raine Lore, Karen L. Sullivan, Cristina Cattai, and Annie Trevaskis. all women, but that’s cool.
men are lazy.
except for Patrick and Robert. and Smillew Rahcuef. i bet he’s a cereal killer. i mean he’s got seven shitbricks. there’s prolly some tootie frooties no one can eat in his vuca house.
a man he works from sun to sun
but woman’s work is never done.
-scottish proverb
