Jiggity Jig

he's back. and this time he's not leaving. at least for a while. too long, anyway. it was so nice for a while. i had all the shirts, hats and jackets i wanted. and no Smelly brother to tell me "no, I am wearing that, see that it is on my person." no, he's coming home, after having been gone only a month this summer. i am sad. all the food shall be gone. i shall go now, and play taps for the food. softly.