|Whisky : Hawooo. Who might you be?|
Mini-Me : I'm your Mini-Me!
|Even Mini-Me's can't escape the customary butt sniff!|
Whisky : But you don't even smell like me!
|Mini-Me : You have to take me with you|
Whisky : No!
Mini-Me : But I bring good things
|Whisky : Something suddenly smells really good...|
Mini-Me : I told ya!
|Whisky : But...but where is that enticing aroma coming from?|
Mini-Me : Heehee
|Whisky : Are you messing with me?|
Mini-Me : Heeheehee
|Whisky : Daddy, Mini-Me is making fun of me!|
Daddy : No she isn't. You just got to look harder
|Whisky : Is Mini-Me like Famous Amos? *Free Smells* only?|
|Whisky : It isn't nice of you to play tricks on me, Mini-Me|
Mini-Me : But I'm not. It's right under your nose!
|Daddy : * T H E R E *|
|Whisky : OH!|
|Whisky : Why didn't you say so earlier!|
Mini-Me : But I did tell you it was right under your nose! Now, can we be friends?
Whisky : Only if you keep those treats coming my way!
|We would also like to take this opportunity to wish Marg a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Much xoxoxo from her Godchild, Tutu!|