The door was closed. The Assholes picked up the toys at least, so everything was tidier. I started with a blank canvas, so my first choice was my guava juice:
But that was not enough. I also decided that the stairs needed a sloth:
What can I say, it was a busy night. There was a lot of screaming, but not in the bathroom. How hard is it to keep the bathroom door open? Imagine all the time it'd save!
The moment the door was open, I got the guava juice inside and finally I was able to scream and scream with my preferred acoustics.
Then we all napped.
The next night the door was closed. Seriously?!?. I had to add a protest chameleon to the mix:
I don't think I'll ever be able to reason with The Assholes. They know I need to practice my screaming. Granted, I scream outside the bathroom, but it is not the same. Once the door opened, I carried the chameleon in, to be with the guava juice.
The door was closed again. Sigh. I carried an avocado to show my displeasure.
Also got so annoyed that I threw the sloth down:
Unfortunately it didn't hit anyone.
We still have cameras supervising the triangle:
So they captured the song of my people. Turn up the volume to hear my curses after leaving the closed door:
Dunno if the timestamp works, but it was 5 AM. That'll show them. I expect that door to be open all night or the night screaming will continue.








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