One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila, FLOOR!

Nothing like starting the day off with a massive hangover.

Yep, you'd think I'd learn by now, but nope.
I, however, am lucky to have the magic cure for hangovers induced by tequila.
The magical toast and bacon, washed down with a large cup of coffee,
seem to always do the trick!

I think The Mafiosos do truly enjoy my inebriated consequences.
After all, a hungover Ma means they get to possibly eat some bacon and toast tidbits!



"Ooooh...toast and bacon!
YES!"




"What do you mean you won't share?!
Ack! And the bacon's all gone?
WTF?"




"Come on, Ma! WTF? You ate all bacon?
I'm not happy about that!!"



"What? You're upset that Bruno and I said 'WTF'?
Didn't you know that when you turn three
you can cuss?
Duh!"




"That's OK. I settle for just toast.
Mmmmm...toast."





"Are you done yet?"




"I brought back up.
Are you done yet?"




"So, um...are you done yet?"



P.S. No, they did not get any.
I need all the fat and carbs contained in the toast and bacon
to help defeat the effects of ethanol breakdown!

P.P.S. Yes, I know I am mean.

Srsly...

Seriously.
Can you turn the heat on?
It's like a meat locker in this house!

It's Chilly!

It's really chilly in the house.
You don't mind if I wear my blanket as a coat today do you?

What do you mean I look rather silly?
At least I am warm!

Great! Here come the Pugs.
They'll for sure want to wear my coat too.

I'll just hide in my coat and the Pugs won't see me.
Damn, I'm too smart!

We don't need no stinking Bruno!

When we are cold, we cuddle together!

ZzzzzzzzzzZZzzzzzzz...