God Please.....

...nah, just allow me to live throught it. These people are really driving me to drink knit! Man, I have never met a bunch of folks that like to keep up some mess. Families are messy endeavors. Bonding with said members of a certain family is even messier. Did I mention that I'm a neat freak? Thank you God for my subterranean penthouse apartment.

Folks don't want to go home. Folks don't want to be quiet in the midnight and early morning hours. I don't know when we got a butler and a maid, but all of a sudden Jeeves and Hazel report for duty every morning and stay till really late at night. It would be nice if they cleaned up something or put in some glove action. But then again, I think they only work for The Bully and by association, The Geezer.

What we really need around here is a cook! Room service is seriously lacking here at the motel. The Geezer gave that up a long time ago when he retired from his day job. Now what does that have to do with us? AND, The Bully only cooks when she has an audience. I refuse to applaude when I'm unsatisfied after the 1st act. LOL!

I'm moving to the Hilton. I can stay in Paris' room while she is away at "La Chateau du L.A. Twin Tower Lockup." I refuse to lay in her bed though.

I'm just funning wit ya!

Kamika