Bone of contention

Summer: What the heck, you’re chewing on my Nylobone!

Dejah: Didn’t see your name on it. My, it’s so good.

Dejah: You’re really upset about this, aren’t you?

Summer: Meh. What. Ever.

Summer: I won’t beg. Yes, I will. Please, can I have my bone back?

Dejah: You’re serious!

Dejah: Oh, fine. What a whiner.

Summer: Wait, you left my bone behind! You can have it if you want.

Dejah: No, it’s no fun with you staring at me chewing on the boner.

Summer: Well, if you insist …

Dejah: What a little baby …

Summer: Oh, my Nylobone, I love you, I love you, I love you.

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