So Gdog came in to Dad who was sitting on our bed eating pretzels. (Which I have to clarify that I never let Gdog eat in my room. Probably stopped the day he dumped yogurt on his head and rubbed it in. Or maybe it was the day he took butter and cilantro and mixed to together and ate in/wore it on my bed.)
"What are you doing Dad?"
"Just eating pretzels."
Then Gdog puts his hands on his hips and says ...
"Hey! That is inappropriate!" You can't eat on Mommy's bed!"
Thank you Gdog! :)
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