Who has time to write a tv show when there's snow to play in, not me, so I'll be out cavorting in the snow, and smashing the gimpy mutatoe's head into the snow, and leaping in the snow and laying in the snow, so sorry, snow takes priority, I'm sure you understand.
Until tomorrow, remember that it is National Handwashing Week. You humans remember to wash your hands because frankly... you people get into some nasty stinky things and then use that flowery soapy junk and then smell even worse. It should be National Roll In A Dead Thing Week, but they don't have that, nooooo. And is it just me, but why do they have to have a National Handwashing Week? Do they not wash their hands the other 51 human weeks?
Stay tuned tomorrow for your next exciting tv episode that I need to come up with since those stupid writers are STILL on strike, eesh.
Meeshka
