Monday, July 25, 2016
Fisticuffs on the Desk
Percy: What are you doing on the desk? I was here first.
Micah: It's my desk too. And I'm not bothering you.
Percy: You bother me just by being in the same room ... in the same house. Can I pack your bags for you?
Merci: One of you needs to move - off the desk, not out of the house. You know if you stay anywhere near each other you'll get into a fight.
Micah: No, we won't. I'll just stretch out over here and Percy can have that end of the desk.
Merci: *three minutes later* Jaaaaaaaaan! Fisticuffs on the old desk!
Percy: *two minutes later* Zzzzzzzzz.
Merci: I'm glad I'm not a guy. I have never been able to figure them out.