Hotel California

So, I'm sorta on vacation, and sorta working. Working when my company doesn't demand my attention. Which is rare.

Except today I made her leave for a while.

"Seriously. GET OUT OF HERE."

(Blank stare)

"Also? You're starting to smell a little."

(Laugh)

"I'm sick of your STENCH!"

So now, I'm going to take a little nappie. STENCH FREE!

Who doesn't want to stay at Hotel Jan Brady?