Jun 01, 2009 14:02
We walk through the door, and there's a huge pile of shit waiting for us in the foyer. Dad's been feeding the animals while I was gone, so had to have happened today.
Future reference: don't warn the furry children when we're coming home. They'll plan revenge on us for being away so long.
Translation? We're back in Vegas, Zee's getting used to the new house...and Sassy? You better haul your ass over here to say hello before Zee starts making cannolis and makes my waistline disappear.
what - journal entries,
verse- master's son,
what - be it ever so humble,
who - sassy,
who - zee,
plot - history repeats itself