Hey Squeak.

Hey Squeak.

So, remember last night when YOU woke me up at 3 a.m.?

I’m gonna wake you up every hour, on the hour, and make you know this pain.

I’ll set a damn timer.

You can’t just be waking me up, wanting pets and snacks, and then going back to sleep….only to repeat this during the wee hours of the morning.

Wake up.

heh heh heh….

No.

No.

That’s not a bad hairpiece.

Not mah impression of Trump.

Mah brain is trying to squeeze out of mah left eye.

Granted, it’s not a huge brain, but apparently it is soaking in liquid PAIN.

stahp brain. STAAAAHHHPPP