Pene is a slow eater. I am not sure if she eats slow to taunt me with her leftover treats or if she's just retarded and can't make her underbite work properly with that enormous tongue that doesn't fit in her head...but we've got to come to some sort of arrangement...
Mommy and Daddy need to learn that if Pene isn't finsihed her morning snack and I am, it's my duty as a loving, compassionate, beautiful, sweet, Pekingese to ASSIST her. I'm only trying to help. Daddy always yells at Momma about not leaving leftovers around, so I figured I'd help my retarded sister so neither one of us get into a wad of trouble.
What I don't get is this:
When I try to do the nice Pekingese thing and help my sister clean up her mess, mommy and daddy change my name to "Abbie, no" or "Don't you even think about it..." What the hell?
My name is Abigail. Not Abbie, no. Not Get away from that. Not That's Pene's.
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