Since Nala refuses to get off the window, I have to degrade myself and poke my head under these stupid curtains. I can't see a darn thing --- these curtains need to come down. When nighttime comes and everybody is asleep, I will sneak in here and jump on these curtains and rip'em off. It's the perfect plan -- I'll just tell Kathy that Nala did it. I'll fix her, she won't be queen of the house anymore!!!
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment