Monday, April 28, 2008

More Unpleasantness


Maladies mount. This time, I hurled my dinner. Didn't do quite as well as this poor fella pictured a left. I left a pile at my mommy's feet under the kitchen table. Don't know what it was, but after the event, I felt fine, in fact hungrier than before. But then there was all this human talk about whether I should eat any more. I kept trying to tell them, I'm feeling better now, especially because it was rib-roast night.


Here's what I have to say to my family, in verse:


Pay no attention
To that vomit on the floor.
Trust me,
I want some more!!!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

OKAY THOMAS,
I`LL SYMPHATHISE WITH YOU, AND PASS THE MESSAGE ALONG TO YOUR FAMILY TO KEEP ON RE-FEEDING YOU. PROBABLY NOT THE BEST IDEA. I`LL GO FURTHER IN YOUR BEST INTERESTS, AND SUGGEST A DIET OF TOAST, JELLO, AND NOTHING ELSE FOR AT LEAST TWO WEEKS. HOW DOES THAT SOUND? NO WHINING NOW!