Sarah thinks this photo should be captioned, “I’m ready for my close up.” I think this photo should be captioned, “Watch out for crazy women named Sarah who will dress you up like this.”
Somehow, Sarah, when the founders declared the pursuit of Happiness as an unalienable Right, I don’t think they anticipated this being a way someone would pursue happiness. There had better be a hot dog in this for me tomorrow.
Sarah is going fishing for a week. I am staying home (it promises to be a blissful week of nudity for me). However, even though I am not going with her, Sarah decided I should get dressed up. I do not approve.
If Sarah is forcing me to dress up as a doctor, I think I should be able to prescribe myself extra treats.
Seriously, Sarah, it’s time to cool it with the wigs. I have plenty of hair already.
I have no idea why Sarah thought I should wear a popcorn hat. I really should just stop questioning why she does these things to me, and start figuring out a way to make it stop.
