Sep 04, 2010
Sep 30, 2010
After a day of gun shooting and mall stopping there's only one thing left to do. Order pizza. Matt wondered about the cat's toys, "They're tired of playing with my belt," he said. I get out the kitty bag of goodies, and yea, the laser light.
They have forgotten their youth, the running, the chasing. Okay then you lazy goofs, said Matt, I'll just watch TV.