I'll be there as soon as I unpack my teacup. We'll sit barefoot on the redwood deck and refuse to do the laundry that gets sent in from...elswhere. What can they do to us?
And I wont be trudgin’ up the stairs to bring their majesties a tea tray...
I am forbidden to go to the upper levels...
Guess who has to come down and make their own...
if’n they ever git time off from their forever conception and labor N delivery duties that is ..
Spendin eternity for yer tongue hangin out for a nice cuppa will be Hell...
But not for those down in the Tearrestial Level Kitchen...
Someone didnt think the mormon after life through...
For a supposedly smart kid that there Joey Smith had no brains...