Pick me, pick me, pick me.

Rip "Not the camera again, I am trying to sleep"

Roo " Pick me, pick me, pick me"

Rip " Why do you always have to sit on my head?"

Roo "Pick me, pick me, pick me"

Rip "Your backside looks huge"

Roo "Pick me, pick me, pick me"

Rip "Your backside smells"

Roo "Pick me, pick me, pick me"

Rip "I give up. Bored now. Moving on. Pick it"

This is their chair. Roobarb prefers to have a cushion in it. Ripley is her cushion of choice