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Sunday, 30 May 2010
12:38:06 AM (GMT)
"I dunno Meemaw, he just fainted."

Was that Aiden talking?

"Yeah, but I bathed him anyway. He doesn't stink anymore." I heard a chair slide
across the floor, then footsteps heading toward me. "You awake yet, Smelly?"

That name was so degrading! "I'm awake." I replied tartly.

"He's awake Meemaw!" Did he have to yell? I really wanted to punch him, but I wasn't
raised to be that way. I'll just try and ignore him.

Aiden flopped down on the sofa where I was laying. He didn't even care than it was my
feet he was sitting on. I tried to kick him so I could sit up, but he just made crude
jokes about how it felt like I was playing with his butt and continued to sit there.
Eventually I gave up. He wasn't so heavy that it hurt me, it was just a bit

Meemaw didn't seem surprised to see Aiden sitting on me when she walked in. She just
kinda smiled as she sat in her chair and flipped on the TV. "Aiden, I'm going out to
shop for dinner. Do you need anything?" She asked as she watched the news.

"The forecast for the week is partially cloudy with temperatures in the high 80's,
mild winds from the southwest, and migrating Swablu." What? Migrating Swablu? What
does that have to do with weather? "In other news, The Poochyena have returned. Cover
your trash cans-" Meemaw flipped off the TV.

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