Hey folks, it's me, Oscar writing this entry. Pete went out somewhere so I thought I'd hop online and tell you what an absolute WIMP he is. This is payback for him taking me to the worst groomer I've ever had dealings with. Payback is hell buddy . . .
So here it is, Pete drove me to Niagara Falls, where I've been telling him to man up and go over the falls in a barrel. He's just been hemming and hawing on me. One excuse after another. "I have a hangnail." or "I'm afraid of heights." (says the retired pilot) I think he's just having an attack of sissyitis.
I even showed him how calm the water looked as it headed for the edge.
And how fun the slide down the water slide would be.
He'd have nuthin' to do with it, I tell ya. He dangles me over the edge, so's I could look down and he mumbled something about rocks.
I told him not to worry, his head is way harder than any of those little pebbles, way down there.
Why he wouldn't even put on one of those red raincoats and go for a ride on The Lady of The Mist.
I think he was ascared.
Little ole Annie had more courage than scaredy Pete.
Well, after just about giving up on helping Pete find his manhood, I came across another idea.
(It worked for Nik Wallenda back in 2012)
Ya think he'll go fer it?
Notta chance . . . cuz he's a WIMPO!!!!!