Animal Shenanigans: a Case of the Mondays

“Hey. Hey wake up. It’s 7:30 and you’ve got that meeting at 8:15”

“I…uh…What? What time is it? Like, where am I even? Is this real?”

I have a meeting. Right…meeting…okay, I’ll get up…

Yeah, up…getting. Yeah…yeah…yeahnoooooo I can’t do it. I just can’t.

Look, can you call them up and tell them I’m sick or something? I’ve, uh, got flipperitis. Of the flipper. 

And now I’m at the hospital and everything is terrible, and that I’m sorry I couldn’t make it, but please ask for their thoughts and prayers as I go into the surgery room for flipperitis….oh, it’s so terrible…

….think they’ll buy it?

No?! UGHHHHHHH I DON’T WANNA GET UP.

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I feel you, sea lion.