Dammit, Bonnie. (In my best Hank Hill impression of course.)
At least he was a good sport about it.
I have NO CONTROL over this household.
God dammit. Two bathrooms, and Waverly still manages to pee on herself, and Penny apparently just cannot deal.
Ahhh of course. I mean, obviously, flirting with each other is the only logical conclusion I can come up with to smacking each other in the face with pillows.
Staaaaahp with all the cute.
Penny’s friend Ginny comes over to hang out - and they end up pulling pillows out of their pockets in the kitchen? Awesome.