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Good Bye Don Juan
Good riddance! Another year behind us with the freak gone. Shakes piggy head. I think I will need therapy this year to get over some of the antics that Don Juan did to us this year. He has no morals. No standards. Not anything good is in his twisted little body. He is bad. Real bad.
The night before Christmas, dad was going to set out donuts and a Coke Zero for Santa. I know that’s a weird combination but dad assured me that was what Santa wanted – Shakes piggy head. You know what they say, “Don’t argue with your elders”. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Dad went to go get the donuts and he found Don Juan was in his bag. The little brat ate all of the donuts but one. Daddy said Santa was *not* going to be happy.
So Don Juan – goodbye. Good riddance. Don’t let the door hit you on the butt on the way out of the Hotel Thompson. Until we see each again, may you see nothing but darkness. And watch out little guy – we will be prepared for you next year. Oh yes… we will – evil piggy snorts.
Good Bye Don Juan
Good riddance! Another year behind us with the freak gone. Shakes piggy head. I think I will need therapy this year to get over some of the antics that Don Juan did to us this year. He has no morals. No standards. Not anything good is in his twisted little body. He is bad. Real bad.
The night before Christmas, dad was going to set out donuts and a Coke Zero for Santa. I know that’s a weird combination but dad assured me that was what Santa wanted – Shakes piggy head. You know what they say, “Don’t argue with your elders”. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Dad went to go get the donuts and he found Don Juan was in his bag. The little brat ate all of the donuts but one. Daddy said Santa was *not* going to be happy.
So Don Juan – goodbye. Good riddance. Don’t let the door hit you on the butt on the way out of the Hotel Thompson. Until we see each again, may you see nothing but darkness. And watch out little guy – we will be prepared for you next year. Oh yes… we will – evil piggy snorts.
Bacon’s Tales of Terror
Welcome my friends to my Bacon’s Tales of Terror. Today, I have another true story. Something that happened to my mom that I want to share with you. Are you ready? Do you think you can stand the chills and bumps? Here’s my hoof if you need to hold it sweet friends.
Do you remember several months when we had the awful news that Mouse Girl had passed away here at the Hotel Thompson? You can read about it here. This happened so out of the blue. Mouse Girl was fine and then she was not. The day that mom/dad came home from the vet’s office, they were both just torn apart. Mom had called Fozziemom and they were talking about what happened. This is where it gets weird and strange. During their conversation, I was in the front room with mom along with Houdini and Hemi. There was a kitty that started meowing out of the blue. It was so strong and so loud that even Fozziemom heard it and asked about it. Mom was looking straight at Hemi and it was not him. The meow was strong and loud – like an adult kitty. Everyone was bewildered.
Mom went to the front door and looked outside. On the porch she saw a kitty perhaps just a couple of weeks old and the strong meowing was coming from that kitty. Mom told Fozziemom she was going to investigate and would call her back. Mom went straight outside perhaps only a couple of minutes went by from mom seeing the kitty, hanging up and going outside. That’s when she found it – nothing. No kitty. Nada. Not even a trace. What the heck?!
Our neighbor Big Daddy was sitting out front. Mom asked him if (A) he heard it or (B) he saw it. He saw and heard nothing which was odd because the kitty was right there. Mom then asked the kids that were playing in front of the house if they heard or saw the kitty. Nope. This kitty was gone in less than 60 seconds – vanished. Mom searched around the front yard, around the bushes and nothing.
The kitty has never been seen or heard again since this date. Now is that weird or what? Was it Mouse Girl saying goodbye? Thoughts?
Good Bye Don Juan
Good riddance! Another year behind us with the freak gone. Shakes piggy head. I think I will need therapy this year to get over some of the antics that Don Juan did to us this year. He has no morals. No standards. Not anything good is in his twisted little body. He is bad. Real bad.
The night before Christmas, dad was going to set out donuts and a Coke Zero for Santa. I know that’s a weird combination but dad assured me that was what Santa wanted – Shakes piggy head. You know what they say, “Don’t argue with your elders”. Snorts with piggy laughter.
Dad went to go get the donuts and he found Don Juan was in his bag. The little brat ate all of the donuts but one. Daddy said Santa was *not* going to be happy.
So Don Juan – goodbye. Good riddance. Don’t let the door hit you on the butt on the way out of the Hotel Thompson. Until we see each again, may you see nothing but darkness. And watch out little guy – we will be prepared for you next year. Oh yes… we will – evil piggy snorts.
Today is *THE* Day
Oh my friends. This is a happening week here at the Hotel Thompson.
Today Houdini becomes a man – wink wink – if you know what I mean. As dad explains it, “Aliens will be coming to take him away for a couple of hours – he will return home later tonight tired and sleepy but well ” He will then have scars like me and Hemi. Those aliens are nothing but accurate is what pops says. But dad also says that he will have a couple of stitches like mom so they can recuperate together.
But me, Hemi and Mouse Girl were trying to come up with a song to dedicate to the little man. Dad helped and said this was appropriate. I hope you enjoy it – get better little man! (P.S. I think once Hoo-Hoo realizes what is happening – he will have new meaning for this song too – snorts)
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