He’s been hanging on that same spot on the kitchen window ogling me all week.
Creepy, huh?
I swear his eyes follow you everywhere, just like one of those paintings in a Three Stooges episode.
And is it just me, or does he appear to be baring what look like tiny little razor-sharp teeth?
I think I’ve gotta lay off the Stephen King novels.
Oops, almost forgot to wish all the Dad’s a Happy Father’s Day!
(Geez, I wonder if “Tom” has any kids?)
