Friday Fictioneers 12/21/12
This dinner gives me pause… Don’t giggle! I know you think it’s funny, but this is ridiculous! Your will is not yours now. You gave that up the moment you took me home. When I told you I wanted turkey tonight, I meant 6:00 sharp! Not 6:30, which you’ve begun to get in the habit of, but 6:00 pm.
Where have you been all day? My bidding has yet to be done. I left a list on my bed (which I graciously let you use), and I seriously doubt you’ll be able to get it all done before your morning duties. Now cook that bird!