You’d never believe me if I told you why my guys get along so well. It’s not like I did anything except answer Bing’s simple request, via the animal communicator: “Bring me my kitty!”
Oh, I brought him his kitty all right (or “alright” if you listen to mod-era Who), a big lug twice his size who stalks him and knocks him down at every opportunity.
It’s OK, I think little Bing could kick Derrick’s big honky a$$ if he really wanted to.
OK, so they don't really eat refried beans, but...
Killer pics, especially the third one. I love the light you get in your apartment. I'm glad they decided to be friends--if for no other reason than their aesthetic quality as a duo.
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