You gotta believe

I eat, I sleep, I defecate, and I play. When I want attention, I just cry and they come right in and show me the love. I mumble a couple of words (really just sounds) and they act like I’ve invented the cure for malaria. Not a bad life when you think about it. The pizza will come. The pizza will come.

2014-10-25 08.02.38-1

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s