“Stop whi-ning!”
(Next stage dogs pressuring – after already gave them everything they needed)
“Stop whi-ning!”
(Next stage dogs pressuring – after already gave them everything they needed)
“Out-Of-The-Kitchen!”
(Dogs pressuring)
“Fine!
Frozen pizza it is, then!”
“‘Gratitude.'”
“Accept me as I am – and lovingly murmer endearments as ‘you’ rub my feet and tell me what a super trooper, brave-hearted, and anazingly-wonderful woman I am…”
“Do sweet pickles and mandarin oranges pair well?”
“No!
She’s got too much ‘kick’ in her!”
“What have I been doing?
I must be partying…”
(Never-ending moving details…)
“You want….this?”
“Scruffy-looking?!”
(“Empire Strikes Back” movie reference)
“I reached into my coat pocket for my headphones, and when I pulled them out, they were wrapped tightly around my chapstick and a honey cough drop – like in that carnival Go-Fishing game.”
“I did ask for help when…
Nor when…
Nor even when…
But I lift my hands to the sky now and beg: please help my hound go pee!”
—
(Her extreme anxiety from loud repair worker engine machines preventing her…)
“How does ‘Come on’ mean ‘Go over there?!'”
“Walking outside with my dogs, like a surely drunkard who’s been hit by a bus…now where’s my alcohol?!”
“I’m too hot to han-dle.”
“How did I get myself into the position of taking care of tons of dogs, again?”
“Put peas on pizza?
Me neither.”
“Because we’ve driven you mad.”
“Give me simple over complex…”
“She seemed so n8ce in per-son…”
“If I can’t make it to the bank with my remaining gas, I guess I’ll just ‘fly a sign.”
“As I sat down for a final repose upon such thrones ensconced within such places, I looked up to behold a huge, full-length mirror directly in front of me..
Dear God – WHY??!!“
(Except for the grabbing in public thing…)
“I stepped into the shower and did not realize that I was still wearing my nice leather flip flops instead of my plastic ones way beyond too late.”