Bun evening, Everybun!
Boring bunlife on this side. Blue skies as far as you can see if you're into that kinda thing. It's cool and breezy, too, but without "cloudage," it's impossible to tell October from March on a day like this.
Aside from that, we have nothing. We're a little pensive about Charlie's "expression appointment" tomorrow. On a hoppier note, the biped will get his on Tuesday - so yeah, I'm doing binkies about that.
Tonight we'll enjoy our normal foebunn duties. We'll jeer any arting attempts and snicker at any study fumbles, especially if math is involved. All double or triple pay in treats, because of the weekend and evening hours, of course.
And just in case, I have a sharp apple stick in handy in every bundo that says, "Nice thing you got going here, hoomin. Be a shame if something happened to it!"
What!? I like mocking the afflicted!
Good night and good luck!
- Gus
P.S.: I have two asks. One - please do your politics early - you'll feel great, and I'm counting on you! And two - share some disapproval if you can. It's been a while, hasn't it?
