While I was studying the test movements for TL3 on Saturday, Winston hammed it up wiggling his lips at us. I should have played with him instead of studying. I went off course despite the last minute review.
Everytime I opened the tack trunk, he closed it. Winston thought it was a great game. Me, not so much.
|Heh heh heh. I got her good that time. The lid banged her on the head. heh heh|
|Who me? I didn't do anything.|