Passed Around Like a Sack of Potatoes

First, it was this fellow. I wasn't sure about him, but eventually he proved amusing. I did not throw up on him.


Then there was this lady. She had a nice voice, and she brought me gifts (which is only right and proper, me being the High Potentate of Cuteness and all). Then, when I was explaining why I did not agree to a long car ride on Sunday, she showed me her sunglasses for ten minutes. Very interesting. I decided to shelve my protest for later, but I reserve the right to open the subject again whenever I see fit.

You'll note my expression. The camera-person was very rude. She took this shot just after saying, "blue stripes don't really match a day-glo orange onesie."

Some people. Nuts, I tell you.

P.S. Even though I liked her, I puked on the nice lady with the sunglasses.

P.P.S. But then, I puke on nearly everyone.