Las Vegas
Alexis came over the other night to drop off some updates to her web site and all she kept saying, Spiner this, Spinner that, Spinner, Spinner, Spinner (Marsha, Marsha, Marsha)... A couple of times she called me Spinner... But that was only the beginning...
Was she glad to see me...NO. She wanted to pet my cat KB... She sat down for at least 20 minutes petting KB and whispering things into her ear. Then Alexis lectured me that I haven't been feeding her wet catfood - especially the cans of tuna Alexis has given me... Alexis claims that KB told her she was upset that I'm still feeding her Meow Mix... I think Alexis is out of her mind, how the heck does she know...
Well I woke up this morning and found a note along with a can of tuna next to my bed. The note read:
" Dear (asshole) Daddy,
When you decide to get your lazy ass out of bed, please open this can of tuna. While you're at it, head to the store and buy some Wiskas Turkey and Giblet dinner pouches. Call Alexis and find out where Wiskas is on sale.
Much love,
KB
PS. I heard from a friend about this wonder guy named Spinner. I want to meet this guy. Besides I'm sure he would never feed me this shitty Meow Mix cat food and have plenty of Wiskas Turkey and Giblet pouches on hand..."
Geez, I'm hitting bottom. Alexis talks about you, then she wants to spend time with KB than me. I've fallen to number 3 in Alexis's life and what's pathetic is I'm ranked behind a spoiled rotten CAT?!?!?!?!?! It's really sad getting angry notes written in paw prints..huh???
I just want to throw a football at your Spinner and hit you in the nose. That should stop you from going to the prom ...
Just make sure you have plenty of Wiskas Turkey and Giblet dinner pouches for me. ALbertson's has them 10 for $3...
Think about it, for a price of the cheapest drink at any hotel bar you can buy me plenty of dinner and also have a freind for life ...