So we has pigskin on da televishuns, but no bacon dis morning!!
Crockett thinks dat deserves a big ol razzberry!
Somefin bout tomorrow being da man's (Crockett's daddy and me and Angelique's grandpa) birfday tomorrow and dere bein eggy benedicts or somefin. Which means ham. I don't see why everyday can't involve some pork though. Lickin da few drops of milk left in da bowl of Cap'n Crunchies just ain't da same thing. Hopin we get somefin good to celebrates tomorrow, udderwise we may just attack da cake. Ok, if we got da chance, we'd attack da cake anyways!