Right, I am the master of my domain. My thoughts are my own. I will no other to read them.   | I do not want any cheese foob. | Hey, it's cool man. maybe later. Sometimes the anticipation of cheese is more satisfying than the cheese itself. Gah! | How is he able to read my every thought? Um... | You are talking to me right? Talking? | Yes. I am understanding your mouth sounds. Are they meant for me? | Speech not thought? I guess there hasn't really been a need for distinction between the two of late. | Poor guy. He sounds like he could really use some cheese right now. | I said I didn't want any. | Wait- -what? |
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
The Cheese is master of my domain.
