HB: Hey! Who wants a cookie besides me and my stupid brother who is hiding out in his box. He hates it when I chase him with Mumnsy's iPhone for a picture.
SPAL: Well...I don't really like getting my picture taken. But if you give me one of your cookies, I might let you.
HB: Nope. Not! They're mine. But I'll be glad to give an award today. A nice handsome and cute picture of myself to one of the greatest and most kindest bloggers out there.
SPAL: Oh God! Not that again!
HB: Can you guess who I'm giving it to?
SPAL: ***he rolls his eyes*** All of the bloggers in the blogosphere? Right?
HB: Nope! Because not everyone is the Santa Claus of the blogosphere.
SPAL: Well maybe a picture of your stupid self might cheer him up. I did read during the A to Z Challenge that he was worried about peeps forgetting about him and his book Casa Fire because he was slow writing the next one in his series.
HB: No one could be as slow as Mummsy. She's still working on Killer Stilettos and is having issues keeping on-line crit partners.
SPAL: Hope she doesn't have that problem when it's time to find beta readers.
HB: We're getting off track here, pansy. We'll discuss that on our Insecure Writer's Group post. Anyway, Mr. Alex J. Cavanaugh, I'd be glad to share at least one of my cookies and a nice picture of myself with you.
Lots of licks and belly rubs for the rest of you!
Next week we're hoping to get an interview with Bish's spider.