Oh yes! It's me. I am back b*tches!
Whoa, Foz, this is not a thing.
Oh, it's a thing.
Absolutely not.
What if I look at you like this...
Ugh, fine.
Good, because I didn't want to have to go all ferocious on you.
Seriously though, does this mouth make my teeth look crooked?
So I suppose you've probably heard that one of our crew apparently went on vacation (although I have no idea how he can enjoy himself without me), I mean I can only imagine that she mentioned it…over…and over…
Move along it Foz.
This has put a serious damper on my superhero sidekick flying practice sessions.
Foz, are you laying on a pair of his shorts?
Shut up, I just like the fabric.
I think you miss him.
No way. I've been busy with things like Fantasy Football drafts, where I co-own "The Rufferees"...
Doing a little lawn work to get a head start on the falling leaves...
Perfecting my majestic selfies...
I like this one.
It was perfect, but now has one too many humans in it, if you get my drift. Basically I have been pretty independent as the new man of the house, a loner if you will.
First of all, Mister Ken is still here, but is that why you had to sit so close to me when we picked you up at your friends' house after dropping the boy off?
And why you are so accepting of chin rubs?
And trying to take your boy's couch spot?( At least he wears underwear!)
Okay, I admit it, despite my tough guy act...
…I am a bit glum.