Thunder... Thunder... Thundercats... Whoa!!!
I'm practicing really good.
In other news, they want to
watch me type and stuff. They can do that for free too.
Why are my fingers stroking a delicate board of keys of interest? This should be explored.
Monica Bulululiuliuliuliuliuliuliuccccccccccccccia (otherwise known as Cleavage Girl on set) is sluttish - which is braggable. She offered to show me things she does with poodles.
I said no. Dog grooming is not of interest to me.
She said, no, dude, not like that. In the funked up way.
Except she didn't say dude. But she should have done. For I am dudeish. You know? Like... Quality dude material.
Anyway.
So then I asked how. And she made all these moany sounds and I think she wanted to use the poodles for something else.
Whoa.
Do you think...
Was she thinking about making pies from them?
Dude... That's wrong...
Making dog pies is not very cool.
I will talk to Hugo about this, soon as he takes up that weird metal thing from his head. He likes surveying valleys a lot these days. But he doesn't find so many so he makes one in his house out of cardboard tubes and wood.
If you tickle him, he giggles but gets very annoyed if you move the valley aruond. He's all like "NO! NO! NO! THOSE ARE MY FUCKING ORCS! SHIT YOU AND THAT BITCH LIV TOO!"
I don't know why.
I stare at him and it seems to soothe him. Or it's due to the time duration.
So anyway, Monica did that.
Not the valley thing.