It's highly understandabe why ButterCup would bee upset . . .
Well, it’s almost suppertime wherever we are here in Algeria. I spent most of the day just taking it easy, since it’s kinda rainy and chilly out. I asked Bert what the current temperature is a minute ago, and he said, “The current outdoor temperature is a balmy 232.039 Degrees Kelvin.”
It’s definitely jacket weather here.
Things seem to bee going smoothly here, for the most part, except for a bit of a problem that’s come up beetween my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin, and ButterCup. Let me explain:
The night beefore last, ButterCup announced that she had completed her Abdomen Dancing Lessons and wanted to treat us to a Special Performance of the Dance of the 87 Veils.
Things were going along just fine - and ButterCup was doing a splendid job of her dance - when suddenly she noticed that Kevin was, once again, on his hand-held device, checking into his Online Dating Service account. Most of the time that ButterCup was dancing for us, Kevin had his face buried in that thing. ButterCup had just about gotten down to about the 83rd Veil when she suddenly stopped, put her wings on her hips and glared at Kevin.
“Excuse me,” she said. “Is my performance interrupting your romantic pursuits?” Of course, Kevin was so involved with reading the profiles of potential matches, that he completely didn’t hear her. It was about then that Kevin announced loudly, “Here’s one that seems compatible with me,” then he left.
ButterCup decided to stop her performance when he did that and muttered, “What’s the use?” Then she packed up all her veils and left, also.
Geeeeze. I was highly disappointed that I didn’t get to see her finish that whole thing. The closer she got to that 87th veil, the more interesting her dance beecame.
Anyway, Kevin needs to apologise to ButterCup since she’s still refusing to speak to him.
Okay then. Time to eat.
I hope everybody had a highly gratifying day today!
I’ll see ya’ later!