Sometimes Ira just won’t listen. He does what he wants and has no regrets. Here’s this morning’s conversion.
IRA: Meow meow MEOW! (Hey wake UP!)
Jason: Urgh!
IRA: Meow Meow, me’ow Meow! (Wake Up, I’m Hungry!)
Jason: What?
IRA: Mee ow Meow ess, (Get up lazy ass!)
Jason: Ira’s 3:30 in the morning.
IRA: Meow me’ow Meow! (But I’m Hungry!)
Jason: Go back to sleep!
IRA: Meow ow, mee ooow! Meow me ooow meow mmmeee me oww meeers (Come on, get up! It’s not my fault you drank all those beers last night.)
Jason: Serious dude, go back to sleep. It’s not breakfast time yet.
IRA: Mee metch, me’s meoooow meow meooooow me ow meow, meo meow meow-ow me mee ow meooooooow meow (Hey bitch, it’s breakfast time somewhere in the world, now come-on and get up and feed me.)
Jason: Get outta here, I’m sleeping!
IRA: Meeowwwww! (Whatever!)
Jason: Urgh!
IRA: Meeeeow, me meow me meoooow meow meow meoooow me ow meoooooooe meow – meow meoooooow meoooow meow me. (Fine, I think I smell plastic downstairs anyway – that should hold me over until you get your sorry butt up and feed me.)
More to come!
