[littl3chocobo]

so...... pog stole my avi.....maybe XD

[Poggio]

Oh really?
You just like me cause im sexy.

also XD I think its sharkweek.

[littl3chocobo]

does this mean i get porn or no porn? i cant recall XD

[Poggio]

it means it depends on my mood xD.

I may update post and go back to sleep my darnself, I have to be up in a few hours my dad is ushering today so we leave early.

[Poggio]

Hotdogs, Strings, oranges, and night. See you guys after work.

[Honey]

/Appears out of no where

[Poggio]

oh superbowl, another feasting day that has made me sick @,@

[Honey]

Same here, I ate too much at the party. u-u

Did Poggi see when the lights went out?

[Poggio]

Nope I was asleep. xD I heard about it though and I am glad Baltimore won.

[Honey]

Me too, I was rooting for them. I think one of the best parts was the 49ers kicked the ball all the way down to their touchdown zone, and the Baltimore ravens guy caught it and ran 109 yards all the way to the Raven's end zone to score a touch down.

[Poggio]

I did not see that either. I did not really watch the superbowl but I could hear it from the living room, and the mass of interceptions and my mom yelling at the tv. Eventually I fell asleep u.u

[Honey]

I wish I could have gone to sleep, but I had puppy duty and he was sleeping in my lap at an awkward position so I could not get up.

[Poggio]

Ah I see. He prefers laps over heat vents. xD

[Honey]

Only my lap though XD When my sister is home he might lay in hers for a bit, but he always returns to my lap

[Poggio]

Reminds me of the only cat I ever owned. My great grand mother said if I could catch the cats around her house I could keep it. So for days I hunted one of the calico kittens, and finally caught one. I took him home and he hated every one, wrecked the house and stuff. He burrowed holes into my moms bed and couches, climbed the curtains and would drag his claws across the carpet, but when I was home he would be tame in my lap. Except I could not hold him for very long, and my mom was pissed at the cat. One day she told me he ran away but really she got rid of it. I was too young to realize that the cat couldn't open the doors and run away XD.

[Honey]

Poor Poggi. It reminds me of some of the stories my mom would tell be about my grandpa and the kids' pets. For the most part they were good dogs, all outdoor animals, trained to go hunting and everything like that, but if the animals ever got too old or bit one of the kids or anything like that he would just shoot them right in front of the kids if they were there. he didn't really have any respect that despite the kids loving the animals if they did bad they were gone in a flash.