This old man that thinks my lap is his home. He and I like to share the string twizzlers. He has no teeth so I take a big bite and give him a little bite. Today I started to open a pack. He was dead asleep on my lap. All the paper crackling he never moved a muscle. I got the candy out of the wrapper and his head started moving. Then that nose went up in the air turning his head side to side. Finally in my lap he spun around to catch me filling my mouth with his twizzlers. 😂😂😂 Didn't take him long to crawl up on my chest and request his bite
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