Inside Kody’s World #2
Fine. You nabbed me. You cornered me like a welfare mooch hauling beer out of Wal-Mart. What? What do you want me to say? Do you want me to say I like him? FINE. I LIKE HIM.
(But I don’t trust him.)
HEY, I SAID IT.
I said it for all the world to see. I.LIKE.DESTRO.THE.CAT.
(But I don’t trust him.)
What? What is this??? Why do I have to go to my kennel, Daddy? All I was doing was telling you Destro was about to…fine! Fine!
…
…so here I am. In my little black caged box listening closely to the happenings…OOOH….OOOH…GETIM!
Wait, no. Damnit. Just some baseball player named Rodriguez. Apparently, he’s dating a young famous boy with long, blonde hair who hangs out with Jay-Z whenever the cameras are on them and they…..oooooh oooooh…pick me pick me….
…YAY!!! YAYAYAYYYY!!!
Back in the room with the magic picture screen. OOP. Sorry, Molly. Where you been? Oh, that’s right, you are Daddy’s girlfriend. Suckup. Whatever.
HUH? OOH? Ahhhh…false alarm. Another nut-scratching. Speaking of which…
/lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick/
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Clean as Hell. Ladies? Ladieeeeeeeeeeeeeees?
No? Meh. Whatever…no balls there anyways.
Ok, Daddy’s headed to bed. Me and the Molly gotta jet. Talk tomorrow.
Peace out, dog.
