A Conversation with Tubby – 10

He was sitting in the corner, cuddled up inside a thick blanket, sipping his special blend of coffee, chocolate, soy milk and sugarcane juice and onion soup.

Me: that thing smells awful, I wouldn’t feed it to a dog, how do you drink it?

Tubby: Smells just fine to me.

Me: Then take it and go inside, it’s distracting me and damaging this perfect peaceful mood.

Tubby: Oh, sorry. Because of course I can’t be no part of that. You’re perfectly happy with your tea and your book and your heater. Just war...