There’s this one day that was Dahbriukay’s birthday, he acted like a donkey.
So, we decided to sing him a song!
Happy Birthday to you!
You’re born in the zoo!
You smell like a Donkey!
and snort like one too!
Apparently, Dahbriukay was too touched with our composition that he squashed his face on my shoulder like a pug’s wrinkled forehead to hide his tears of joy.
Such protective arms he has, hor?
Like I could sink and melt into his embrace.
Like nothing bad’s gonna happen to me.
Oh, and sorry for being sappy.
But doctor said I shouldn’t suppress my emotions for the sake of my subjective well-being.
So, from now on I’ll be very sappy in my writings and sing Plain White T’s 1,2,3,4 to Dahbriukay every night before I sleep.
*evil-grins* (Whenever I sing this to him, he gets really annoyed because it always means I’m hinting at something. :D)
But his head’s so big in this picture that my head can’t be seen.
Dahbriukay’s a mutant with a pony-tail on his forehead!