Loving Brothers
Scout: “Hey, Hey Blackjack. Hey.”
Blackjack: “Wh-What? Scout get out of here.”
Scout: “I’m joining you on the bed.”
Blackjack: “Oh no you’re not. Don’t you even- Hey!”
Scout: “Hah! I told you I’m coming up. Now move over.”
Blackjack: “Get off!”
Scout: “Heeeey, woah Blackjack. I wanna sleep with my human.”
Blackjack: “I’m sleeping with MY human.”
Scout: “She’s not just yours fur for brains.”
Blackjack: “Oh yeah? And what’re you gonna do about it lumpy?”
Scout: “Lumpy? Lumpy?! They are not lumps!”
Blackjack: “GET OFF THE BED!”
Scout: “NO!”
Blackjack: “I’ll rip your head off!”
Scout: “Try me bi-!”
Human: “Who’s hungry?!”
Scout: “Food?”
Blackjack: “Food?”
Scout: “Fuck you!”
Blackjack: “Fuck you too!”
Scout: “Food! Oh food. Get in my mouth you food.”
Blackjack: “You are so weird.”
Scout: “Am not. Dis is da best!”
Blackjack: “I bet you’d has sex with your food bowl at this point.”
Scout: “Heh.”
Blackjack: “What? What do you mean ‘heh’?”
Scout: “Hehe.”
Blackjack: “No….”
Scout: “Yes.”
Blackjack: “You did not.”
Scout: “With your bowl.”
Blackjack: “With…..BLEG!”
Human: “Blackjack! Baby no! Here, go outside, you too Scout.”