So, we were having a hard time picking which color carpet we should install in the house. Jen asked for my opinion, but really...I mean, I can't even match my socks, so what good am I? I'm freaking useless. So we were at wit's end...until our little girl pitched in her two cents...

"What have we here? Three distinct shades of wool carpet. Hmmmmm...maybe I should help out a little. I mean, I'm usually the one who's sleeping on this stuff when they get home...not to mention the fact that my owners are imbeciles."	"Ooooo...this darker one's sweet. It'll soak up that sunshine I love so much...and that bastard Winkie's fur won't show up as much on it, either."	"What are you looking at? Yeah, I might just like this one better. And go get me some damn tuna. Useless human. You're lucky I'm helping you."
"So what if I changed my mind? You do it all the time! 'Ramona, out of the room!' 'Ramona, in the room!' 'C'mere in my lap, Ramona!' 'Get off my lap, Ramona!' You're a pain in my ass! And where's my tuna?"	"Ah, hell...I can't decide between these two. Yo, Eisenhower! Get your fat ass over here!"	"I hate it when you call me that, Ramona." "Well, it is your name. They only call you 'Ike' cuz' it's easier to pronounce, and they're dumber that we are... AND you're jealous because I'm cuter. But 'nuff about me... which one of these should I pick?" "You think I give a crap? I'm gettin' some grub."

So when all was said and done, we went with the color in the forefront, which was the last one Ramona was standing on. Thank God for cats....we'd be lost without 'em (this is also the method I use to match my clothes in the morning).


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