You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Preston… get up. You’re pathetic.

As soon as we got to Sanctuary my daddy used the workbench to build me a dog house. My daddy loves me. He really loves me. I love him too [woof woof wag wag wag]. In our travels he even collected a nice blue dog food bowl and dropped it right outside my new (yet somehow already dilapidated) dog house. Unfortunately, I didn’t even get a chance to use it before well-at-least-it’s-not-raining Preston decided to plop his ass down in front of it… and… get this… he’s sitting on top of the dog food bowl… with food in it. Dude! That can’t be comfortable. Get up! Get up! Get the fuck away from my dog house! [grrrrrrr]

Seriously, Preston, there are… like… 14 other houses you can go sit in front of… make that 13… no… 12… no… Holy shit! My daddy can make entire houses disappear instantly!

My daddy has magic powers!

Awesome!

I love my daddy. [wag wag wag]