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Teh Father: Moo moo says she will chat at you later today.
Mala: Sounds like a plan, Stan.
Teh Father: No need to be coy, Roy, just step off the bus, Gus.
Mala: There must be 50 ways to drink your prune juice.
Teh Father: No, just with an IV and vodka. I thought we had this discussion, dammit.
Teh Father: dammit, Janet
Mala: I'm old, I forget things.
Teh Father: Maybe the vodke ratio is too high in your prune juice.
Mala: I've been known to do that.
Teh Father: that was supposed to be vodka, but someone keeps messing with the keys.
Mala: Must be the Key Goblins again.
Teh Father: the bastards
Mala: You should kick them. Right in the ribs.
Teh Father: do goblins have ribs?
Mala: Yeah, in their lower legs.
Teh Father: You're the vet ( god ), I'll take your word for it
Mala: So you should.
Goblin anatomy is a big thing on our exams, you know.
Teh Father: I saw the year in review, and I must have slept thru that part.
Mala: Well, if you don't know what you're looking for, goblins look a lot like brick walls. Didn't you see them in the movies?
Teh Father: nope
Mala: You must've done a lot of sleeping.
Mala: That's another old person thing, I guess.
Teh Father: I learned from a God - Vet that sleep is good.
Mala: Sleep is very good.
Mala: But not during the Year in Review.
Teh Father: Nobody told me that there were restrictions.
Mala: You must've slept through that part.
Teh Father: most likely.

Haha. Paralyzing panic attack. Called in sick to work............... crying

LUNCH TIME! scream