Last night I decided to tidy up a bit when I got home from work. A part of this ‘tidy’ included putting away the PS2 which has been sitting in front of the TV untouched for about two weeks. I opened the cabinet, turned around to pick up the PS2, and turned back around to see this.

That would be Thing One. Apparently the blank spot on the shelf was just too much of a temptation and in the few short moments that I wasn’t watching Thing One decided to have a lie down. Lazy bastard.

Yes, I’m talking about you.

And here is Thing Two, not wanting to be left out, seconds after sniffing the controller and pawing at the buttons.
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