A bit of light reading.
A diet is too little of a good thing.
A little ego goes nowhere.
A multi region.
Ah, it's a total mess.
Arriba, arriba.
Beneath this chaos is a really big mess.
Big, fat, hairy deal.
Bodies at rest tend to stay at rest.
Call my office. Tell him I died.
Cats are natural guitarists.
Clive my invisible buddy. Long time no see.
Comfy and stylish.
Conserve energy. Take a nap.
Didn't I mail you to Abu Dhabi?
Exercise is nothing to lose sweat over.
Flowers for my sweetheart.
Get down. Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Going.
Good for sharpening claws.
Goodnight, send this to Abu Dhabi.
Growing up.
Hindi DMV.
His master's voice.
Hmm, better fix the aerial.
Hmm, the games missing?
Hmm. Four more.
Hmm. Three more.
Hot stuff.
How confusing. King.
Huh. Maybe I should concentrate on one set at a time.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I already ate the pictures out of the recipe books.
I bet I can see for miles.
I can pull those.
I can store items in there.
I can't climb U that.
I can't wait to play this.
I could climb on this.
I don't have time to be this busy.
I gotta find something for this bad breath.
I had all the answers but I misfiled them.
I hate baths.
I hear disco died.
I know doggie Whackers when I see them.
I love attacking the mailman.
I really shouldn't eat that fish.
I think I'll settle for buns of marshmallow.
I think that belongs in the attic.
I think that belongs in the back garden.
I think that belongs on the landing.
I think that goes in the basement.
I think that goes in the hallway.
I went on a 14 day diet and all I lost was two weeks.
I wonder if Odie would fit in there.
I wonder what happens when I suck this.
I'd like mornings better if they started later.
I'd love 3 yellow daffodils.
I'll join a gym when they put in a dessert bar.
I'm not answering that.
I'm not messy. I'm organizationally challenged.
I'm running out of time.
I've got natural rhythm.
If you beat me this time, I'll go and delay John.
If you beat me, I will give you the lasagna pasta.
Illuminating.
Interesting hairstyle.
Is it a fruit? Is it a vegetable? Stupid tomato.
Is that your face or did your pants fall down?
It's a little dark in here.
It's always snack time.
It's like a giant green snake that drools a lot.
It's still warm.
John has the worst taste.
John's been working on this for two years.
John's only trophy. Well, he was the only contestant.
Jordan fleas.
Let's play a new game.
Let's save the game.
Life is like a bowl of cherries. And dogs are the pits.
Looking good in 16 bit.
Looks a bit fishy to me.
Looks like another 12 cup morning.
Looks like the fuse is missing.
Looks pretty standard to me.
Love is not always pretty.
Love is sharing your popcorn. True love is sharing the remote.
Love is splitting the last plate of pasta.
Maybe a quick game?
Maybe I could push the chair.
Maybe just a sandwich.
My room. My mess, my business.
Never trust his smiling cat.
Ohh no her Gray hair.
Ohh yuck a spider.
Ohh.
One step closer to heaven.
One word about curiosity killing the cat, and I'll break your face.
Party till the cows come home. Then party with the cows.
Shake that thing.
Some call it laziness. I call it deep thought.
Someone should water this.
Start each day with a smile and get it over with.
Stretch my rubber chicken.
Strike one.
Stupid electric stove.
Surfs up.
That comes from the tree house.
That's a bit crude.
That's from the hallway.
The 8 hours of television that I watched yesterday was terrible.
The aerial must be broken.
The lazy way to cook.
The Nerd Hall of Fame.
The only thing I do fast is go to sleep.
The remote is the hub of my existence.
There's only one thing I like about cars the upholstered ceiling.
These tools need straightening up.
This is seen better days.
This is where the windup monsters go.
This is where the windup vehicles go.
This picture needs straighten.
This will help distract Tottie.
Time for an afternoon Fern snack.
Tiny motorized mice.
To eat is human, to pig out divine.
To know me is to love me.
To thine own stomach be true.
TuneIn dropout.
Uh oh.
Well, apparently normal couldn't be cute quite fast enough this time, could he?
What's this? A package marked return to sender.
Who plays these?
Who? Just one more?
Whoops.
Why have a pinata when we've got oldie?
You can't be too rich or too rested.
You.
Yuck. Diet food.
Zoe, a picture of lasagna.
