“So nice day, huh Bootsy?”

“Yyyup. Sure is.”

“What were you planning on doing today?”

“Oh I dunno. Might stay here for a while. Maybe check out the other couch later. You know, same old stuff.”

“You wanna know what I did today?”

“Not really, but shoot.”

“I did a little baking.”

“Oh really? That’s nice.”

“Yeah. I got out the tin foil and—”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. I’m sorry, did you just say tin foil?”

“I did.”

“Interesting… continue, please.”

“Anyway, I lined the cookie sheet with some tin foil and when I was done with it, I kind of crinkled it up—”


“—and rolled it into a little ball—”


“—and then you know what I did with it?”

“What? What did you do?”

“I threw it in the trash!”

“…Uh huh. Well thanks for sharing. Great story.”

“And you wanna know what else I did today?”

“Nope. Trying to sleep here.”

“I thought it was such a nice day out that maybe I should open up the blinds and let some sun in.”

“You just said ‘sun’, didn’t you?”

“That’s right. So I walked over to the window—”


“—and I grabbed the lift cord—”

“Yeah? Then what?”

“—and I started pulling it down—”

“Oh boy! Oh boy!”

“—and then I thought ‘Nah, I’ll just leave them closed.'”

“…You’re a real dick, Greg. You know that?”

“But that’s not all, Bootsy! After that, I—”

“You know what? I’d love to sit here and listen to you being an ass all day. But I’ve got to go climb around in the vents for a while.”

“But Bootsy—”

“We’re done here, Greg. Why don’t you go bug the stupid dog some more?”

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