What's that, Maddie? Say it one more time..the air conditioning is humming in my ear and you're mumbling.
I said, Annabelle, that there's something wrong with her. She's outside taking our picture and we're sitting in this stupid car like this is a normal thing to do.
Okay, Mad Mad, cut her a little slack. She's just figuring out how to take pictures and download them on the thing she calls a blog. She likes to talk about us, you know.
Oh yay. Woohoo for her. She says nice things about you. She tells people I'm a ditz or I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree. How'd you like that little Belle Belle?
Keep it in perspective BFF. She thinks you're cute and cuddly. She gives you treats every time you look at her cross eyed. You've got her wrapped around your little pitsy paw.
I suppose you're right, Annabelle. Move to your left just a little, would you?
Okay, Maddie, I moved to my left. What you want me to do that for?
C L I C K
To tell you the truth Belle, I just wanna see who she thinks the real ditz is while she's looking for her SPARE SET OF KEYS!