Arent We Grumpy Today? Whats Got Your Beef, Gramps? Damn Kids Messin Up Your Lovely Petunias? Damn Government

“Aren’t we grumpy today? What’s got your beef, gramps? Damn kids messin’ up your lovely petunias? Damn government messin’ with your retirement plans? Too many lumps in your old man soup?”

With every suggestion the hellion’s smile gets wider and wider.

“I literally got nothing. Don’t feel like anything, don’t feel like doing anything, heck. I wonder why I bothered to even get out of bed today.”

Look how cute the Google doodle of today is!

You have one ask to piss off my muse; Run with it!

Insult them. Belittle them. Mock them. Laugh at them. Threaten what they love. Black mail them. Question their life choices. Kick them when they’re down. Break their stuff. Violate their privacy. Overstay your welcome. Break a promise. Vandalise their property. Poke them. Hurt them.

                               ANYTHING!                         —-Just rile them up till they SNAP!

“...Gramps, I’m not a kid anymore. You can swear as much as you fuckin’ want. Trust me, I have no innocence left for you to take.”

snickering-kitsune:

“Your… spoons? You’re upset ‘cuz you’re out of spoons? Spoons with which to eat your old man soup? You’re not losing it are you?”

“Well that was an amusing response. But wrong spoon. Guess I could have worded it differently but I’m not big on saying curse words. But in another way I got no more F’s right now. I am also as sane as I can be.”

{\__/} ( • u •) / >💜You want some Lunnare? {\__/} ( • - •) 💜< \ no my Lunarre ! {\__/} ( ^ - ^) / >💜 Okie fine a little Lunarre {\__/} ( • - •) 💜< \ hey now don’t hog Lunarre

((Headcanon that Lunarre treats every surface as a seat. He just hops on top of things and makes himself comfy, no matter how much you glare at him. That boy has no manners at all 👌))