Wednesday, April 27, 2005


Let Me Out of Here, Screw

Lately, when I go downstairs to pick up Porter from the school bus, I've been leaving Alice to roam around the downstairs since I'm usually gone for only a few minutes. Invariably, I find her rattling her cage at the top of the stairs, incensed because she's locked up in her prison cell.

"Hey Da Da, let me out of here!"

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