I only need 100 tacos and a flamethrower…

I knew it was a mistake to buy Lola her very own iPad. I reasoned that without thumbs, she’d just use it as a sleek platform to showcase one of her chew toys. I forget about Siri, who apparently speaks canine and enjoys a good talk to type marathon.

I never gave that phrase so much thought, but at what point did someone decide to blurt out butter cup and it just became a thing?! Lola’s right, humans are weird.

If I can’t have 100 tacos without feeling the judgmental eyes of Hubster on me, I’m certainly not going to allow Lola to eat them either. I guess Lola and I should work on getting Hubster to agree that 100 tacos sounds like a good plan.

I didn’t think a flamethrower would be enough, but I was forbidden by law from attempting to build my own nuclear spider killer.