There has been an on going struggle with the Boo-man to say my name. He will saw everyone else's but mine. When I ask him what my name is, he says Hitler's name. Granted our names both start with L's, but that's the end of the phonetic similarities.
Saturday, Hitler, Ava, and the Stinky Boo came over to my place. I am setting up the office, and needed some brute strength to help me get out the old furniture and help me put the 2 pieces of my desk together. Ava and Hitler provided me with that strength (I have a problem with heavy lifting...I lift, it's heavy, I get nervous about dropping it, I start to laugh, and then I drop). I had to entertain the Boo while they did the manual labor.
Every 2 seconds, "L, L, L, L" followed by "come, sit, play, up, NO!, I hab it, I help, I fix it." I was surprised that he was actually saying my name, and continuously. Later on Saturday, Hitler, Ava, and Boo came to Oma's. And again Boo was "L, L, L, L" the whole afternoon and evening. I was impressed yet again.
When Hitler, Ava, and Boo got ready to leave, we played "who's that?" to have Boo say everyone's name, even the dogs too. We get to me, and Boo calls me Hitler's name.
The little shit.
He has said my name more in the 12 hours than I think it had probably been said by anybody else all week. And he calls me Hitler.
Boo, he likes to fuck with you.
Rock out, cock out.
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