I saw that she had out about 87 different bottles and jars of Lucy's Avon FURS Creams and lotions and potions and stuff. WHAT a MESS she had. I didn't look at FRANCY by the way. No madder WHAT she might have Howled about. I was tooo stunned by the Craps she had all over my MOM's Baffroom. Ok.. so she was still all CROSS with me EVEN after she came out dressed for shopping.
Now my nerfs is all frayed beclaws Big Frank and Beans the Pencil Vane E Ah PoPo guys called and said that they had to testimental in the corks, or something like that.. and now they can't come today .
I did NOT need any of Francine's Cat Crap. I finally told her to just pack up her stuffs and head on off to Mr. Wally Marte's Boo TeaK and let me alone.
When she left my mom started screaming about... the shape her baffroom was in. It wasn't MY fault that Francine didn't pick up all the loose feathers and beads. What the Fang!
Some days a guy just can't catch a break.