Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Alan has a jolly good time

Alan: This is my Jolly Ball and nobody, I mean nobody, is going to take it away from me.


Hank: Hey, Pipsqueak. Whatcha got there?



Alan: He's not getting this. I mean it. I am sick and tired of him stealing my stuff.



Alan: You've got my back on this, right, George?

George: Sort of...but Hank's got mine and I'm not sure he plans to let go.




Alan: Mom, as leader of this pack I expect you to establish the boundaries for that painted bully over there.

Me: Relax, son. I'm on it. Besides, you've worn him down and he's napping.
You can drop the jolly ball for now and I'll make sure it's still yours when he wakes up.



Lucy: You boys are boring.



Lucy: I think I'll go see what my gal pal Smooch is up to. 

Hank: Did she just call us boring?

George: Zzzzzz....

Alan: There he goes, trying to change the subject and distract me.
He's not getting my Jolly Ball. No way. No how. Mine mine mine mine mine.

6 comments:

  1. Ya know, I'm STILL humming that Bert and Ernie song....

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  2. George really takes advantage of the time-out. Can't wait til tomorrow.

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  3. Carol in N. Colorado4/10/12, 11:12 AM

    I think the gang needs one of those very large balls or a couple of them. I bet the gang would have a blast with it.

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  4. Poor Alan. No respect.

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