Leslie, my other half, is in the yellow shirt. Bonehead in orange, then Todd and Lois… Leslie likes to lay in the sun a lot, so I had to take all the wrinkles out… Photoshop magic…
Should I stay, or should I go? I wonder how many times, how many people have asked themselves this very question, when it comes to matters of the heart? No use talking about this stuff while you’re mad, or you’ll muddle up the results! LOL! Leslie was once a very hot looking woman; I should take a picture of her picture and show you! Even so, there was always mischief in her smile! Her rebellious nature even appeals to me in some weird way. I’m that way myself, somewhat… Stupid Oinkers beat us, and throw us in jail for trying to be happy!
I know Leslie loves me, cuz for the last three days, there’s been pure Hell to pay! Don’t know where I can come up with that kind of money… I told Leslie that I had a chance to take a bachelor apartment for $715.00 per month, which would save me $285.00 per month, and she only gives me $320.00 per month, so I think I could squeak by. So I told her that unless she gets rid of her Nephew, (Mr. P.HD… Knucklehead!) that I was going to take the apartment. He doesn’t clean up after himself, so I have to look after both of them… Yes I know it’s blackmail. I like blackmail. Blackmail works!
Here’s the problem. Leslie is only here because I am! The Landlord calls her: ‘Piggy’, probably because of the cloud of dust that follows her around… She’s not on the lease, so he’ll kick her out if I go! And Leslie is bed-ridden right now. I would feel like a total Shmuck, as apossed to my partial Shmuck self… Perhaps my timing is bad. Yet if I stay, her constant crying and daily drama affects my happiness and robs me of my ability to blog without being in a rotten mood! She always agitates me when I need to be calm… She says she’ll comply, but can I believe her? I love her, but not just sure if that’s not just me being the protective knight in shinning tin? Should I stay, or should I go?