Sunday, December 20, 2009

how to turn a human into a personal plaything

my zorro is a weird wonderful little doggie-boy
who spends pretty much his entire day either sleeping
eating
or trying to con people into letting him come up to my room
when someone does bring him up here
all he does is sit in a corner by the door as if he's been punished
and makes us feel all guilty
then we rush to open the door and he goes charging back downstairs
and repeats the whole exercise a few minutes later
i'm not sure what it all means
maybe he has goldfish memory
or maybe it's his way of keeping us on our toes
by keeping us in a constant state of self doubt
he's either completely brainless or an evil genius
three years and i haven't figured it out
o he's evil genius alright...


ladies and gentlemen, the face of evil...

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