There was a little disagreement earlier. I asked my rotton and smelly French sock monkey Georges Le Soq to take a bath, and he got that insulted look the French do so well and tells me
"dat eees IT, I no take dis anymore"
"take what, Georges, free food, drink and a closet to sleep in and God knows what else you do in there?" and he gets all huffy and sh!t and goes INTO the closet and comes out again and heads for the kitchen where he grabs the bananas and I am like
"George, where did you get those sunglasses???" and he is like
"dey was in zee dumpster*. I become, how you say, HOBO, and ride de rails and hitch le cars and go to Le VEGAS. People dere probably no care if you bathe" and he huffs out the door and I am like
"don't let the door hit you in the .....tail....on the way out!"
*really did find those glasses in a dumpster today....
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5 comments:
Oh gosh...this is a hoot! Georges, Georges, Georges, stop and think about all the good Gary and Maude have given you..a home, wine by the gallon, a fancy, schmancy scarf...
Gary, just tackle him and wrestling him down in the tub. Once he's in the bubbles, give him cheapo jug wine and he'll start believing he's in a hot tub.
bye BYE!!!!!!! he hasn't gotten very far. Still in front of our house. One car stopped but tossed him out when they got a whiff of him.
Gary! Don't let him go.... He'll become some thug's girlfriend!
Hmmm, I guess George wants some adventure!
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