The ongoing adventures of a hapless singer/songwriter. Vol. 1. Episode 3. 'SQUIRREL HEAVEN' page 4 |
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Relax, Earl. That's just Bitty and Sunny. But, don't worry, they'll leave you alone. |
Hey, I'm not worried, toots. I'm one dangerous customer. I just didn't want to get their blood all over your kitchen floor. |
Oh, great, another one. (whisper: Uh... listen, hon'. I don't mean to be rude, but, that's one ugly cat you got there.) |
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Earl, meet Amelia. She's not a cat, she's a Capuchin monkey. She lives with us too. Yeah, whatever. She's still ain't gonna win no beauty contest. |
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I'm glad to see you're feeling better, Earl. Sure, sure. So, what does a fella gotta do to get a drink around here? |
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Here you go. This should wet your whistle. So, Earl, I really think you oughta stay with us for a few days while you rest up? Waddaya say? |
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