Thursday, July 9, 2009
Lettin' me have it!
There he was, sitting all by himself on the foot stool, his faithful friend. He was at peace, watching tv and studying the Barefoot Contessa. Then, she walked in, a big smile on her face and camera in tow. "I knew this would happen." he thought to himself. The clicking began. Then the cues to look her way, followed by the funny noises and the calling of his name. "I've had it!" bursts his thoughts. So the story ends with the expulsion of his frustrations upon his mother.