Thrilling Sunday report, see man:
Rather blah zzz, sick of awakening in great carcass pain we man.
Miu highly active and interactive, active/interactive miu man.
Breakfast was toast, ingest we man.
Stopped at pharmacy to see why they're suddenly notifying Uncle T-B. about his Rx's and not us, man.
Visited Mama T-B., whose HSM had most certainly worn off man.
She was irritable, sigh man.
We arrived at half-of-half after 1 p.m. and she accused us of visiting after Many p.m., irked senior she man man.
The promised "brief visit" lasted over an hour, demanding senior she man man.
We were frazzled, frazzled we man.
Lunch was 2 chicken tenders donated by Mama T-B., ingest we man.
At casa, re-serviced demanding miu, can't escape demanding chicas we man.
Warshered LL, domestic we man.
Attempted siesta didn't have a chance, frazzled pained zzz-less we man man.
Din-din was MTG, Modified Tuna Glop ingest we man and so ultra-delectable Bro G man man. 😋
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. reported that Mini-B. refused to do his skool projects despite all nudging, man.
She was resignedly aysheep about the situation, tried everything man.
Thus began/begins Two Guys week, start of Two Guys week man.
Mini-B. appears determined to torpedo his skool grades with just 2 weeks left in skoolyeer, man.
Din-din for Mini-B. was RTG, Retarded Tuna Glop ingest wee man man.
We seized Mini-B.'s phone and ordered him to do his skool project, cooperative wee man man.
We found him a can of spray paint, not the one we were looking for but oh well man.
Skool project complete, mirabile dictu et visu man.
Re-re-serviced demanding miu, dogs have masters mius have servants man.
Baked/folded LL, victorious we man.
Dished/must de-dish the warsher, domestic we man.
Mini-B. might actually embed himself at close to a reasonable hour, mirabile dictu man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
No Monday plans other than retrieving an Rx for Uncle T-B., retrieve we man.
And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.