Bulldog Elbows – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I have elbows. The Great Creator gave them to me. Therefore, I will use them.

Me:        Hold on a second!

Stella:    Nope! How can anyone hold onto a second?

Me:        Yes, I don’t appreciate being jabbed, poked, and assaulted by bulldog elbows, thank you very much!

Stella:    Hey, if you are in the way, my elbows are here to get you out of the way. Boom!

Me:        Oh, really! How would you like it if I used MY elbows on you? Boom!

Stella:    Bony human elbows. Hah! Big deal! Watch this!

Me:        Ow! Move over!

Stella:    You invited me back here into your room. I find your hospitality to be lacking.

Me:        Hey, you live inside. You sleep in my room. How is my hospitality lacking? Just keep your sharp elbows to yourself.

Stella:    <poke>

Me:        Ow!

Stella:    Don’t play around with bulldog elbows! Move aside!

 

 

 

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