Squashed
Move over mate, my face is squashed
if I move over I'll fall off the sofa
but my nose is twisted and I can't see straight
you must be blind, bro, it's your own paw taking up the space
I don't know, I can't see
sighs
Nice morning with my friend. We went out for breakfast and charity shopping. Successful mission. Home in time for an arty afternoon making Christmas cards.
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