Ethan: Ok guys, I’m going to need your assistance, Garf !
Garf: What, who’s there? What’s going on?
Ethan: Stay, in, the , tv room, watch your shows.
Garf: Ok. (Mumbles) That’s what I was doing, wake me up from a nap . Probably gonna pee, I don’t know yet.
Ethan: Simon! Where are you?
Simon: I’m right here Dad, in my chair.
Ethan: Uhmmm stay in your chair, I will work my way there, polishing the floor, and we will just wait half an hour and write ok?
Simon: You got it!
Ethan: I will bring you a treat.
Simon: treats!
Ethan: Works on the floor, slowly corners himself, climbs in chair….
Simon: Well, I guess I better go to bed… (runs across floor)
Ethan: No no no!
Simon: Ohhhhhh
Ethan: (glares)
Simon: See, I thought, if I ran REAL FAST …it wouldn’t leave any prints…
Ethan: Buddy, I love you, but you’re dead to me.
Simon: Soo much dog hair too . (Runs to crate and hides) I’m in my crate and you can’t touch me mom says so!
Ethan: Who was that? I don’t have a dog, life is so much easier since I sent him off to the VA. Now I have clean floors.
Simon: Wait, what about best buds? You have to love me! It’s in the rulz! Where’s the manager! I want justice!
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