He's made some.... Questionable choices....

He repeats this to himself at least four times a day.

It's been one of those days... Door's open if anyone wants to join him.

"A p i e c e of chocolate, babe. A piece."

Well, THAT escalated quickly...

"Two and I let you choose dessert for after dinner."

Oh... Oh she was good. She had him at pancakes, but the hair washing was what sold the deal. "Fine, three."

Normally he would've caught her, but he wasn't expecting the blonde to suddenly come flying at him. He squeaked, yes, squeaked, as he hit the floor.