I took a few Twenty Dollar Bills out of my wallet and folded them quite nicely and laid them on my bed. I intended to put the money in the pocket of my slacks so I could get some gas, and stop at the convinence store to get some soda's. Then I took a shower and got dressed. The twenty's were no longer on the bed. I got so mad at myself for being such a stupid person and losing the money, but I realized that the money HAD to be in the apartment somewhere, so I decided to just take some more money out of my wallet and go take care of business and look for the money when I got home. As I was leaving, I looked in Simba's little play corner, and there it was, MY MONEY. Stimba had stolen it! I bent down to pick it up, and Simba came running. He thought I was stealing HIS money. That little Dickens, he's the naughtiest little stinker, but I have to admit he makes me laugh with all his shenanigans.
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5/1/05 at 6:01am