Celtic

*I sit one leg over the other at the head of the table at my meeting, in a VERY foul mood, most of my staff sit there too afraid to say a word. I slam my head on the table* This is a waste of my time, SPEAK! *my staff all scramble to speak, I sigh and lean back in my chair. Suddenly my assitant come in* Assistant: sir.. your pet has woken up *my eyes light up and I stand up* meeting dissmised *i walk to your nursery quietly going to your crib*