Friday, July 23, 2010

I was a Teenage Anarchist


Just realised I've been subconsciously lying down on my bed, inches away from Maggies face, shouting 'MOUSTACHE' at her for ten minutes. Except I've been shouting it in a really deep, agressive accent, so it comes out more like 'MOOOS,TASHEEE,'
I think I've scared the poor dog.
Except we're making some pretty intense eye contact.

Well, I guess now we know what Caitlin does when she's home alone.

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