Blob and Caring have been talking about how vocal I've been recently and how cute it is that I've been picking up one of the dresses Maggie has for her army of clones they call Barbie. Blob laughed at me as I carried the dress through the house. "Why do you want this one!?!?!" he said.
Look at it you fat sack of hamster droppings! It's fur lined. FUR IS MURDER! I've spent the whole day looking for a can of red paint I can throw on the stupid thing or dump on Blob's head. Since Maggie is young, I'm guessing she doesn't know better.
So I'll keep grabbing the dress and keep yelling at them. Maybe one day they'll pay attention.
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