Imagine that one Family Guy scene, where Stewie just keeps saying, “mom, mommy, mom,” to Lois. Over and over and over until she finally snaps.
Thats Thumbs and me. He always knows, and hates when I pull my camera out. So I sit, finger on the button, ready for him to finally look at me, calling his name, “Thumbs, hey, Thumbs,” over and over and over.
He finally glances at me briefly, very briefly, then allows the Yawn to photobomb…
Sigh…
For the past 30 mins a rogue fly has been doing low passes and major trash talking over Thumb’s head. Hes been keeping a tough face, mewing, “Try that again, ill bitch slap you into next week!”
But the fly simply keeps on buzzing, just out of reach, “Buzz. Just try to touch me! I dare you! BuzzBuzzBuzz..”
Awoke from heavy slumber believing myself transformed into a mermaid, only to realize i still had two land legs, they were just crushed between two lazy pets..
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