The Home Visit

I finally let Small Daddy talk me into visiting his house. He told me he owns his home(a plus). When I walked in I must say it is a clean and tidy place for a bachelor's home. There were no dirty clothes on the floor or dishes piled high in the sink. I sat in the living room and proceeded to watch a Nigerian movie(my fav) and ate a very late dinner( I was so wrong for eating that cheese steak). Small daddy was trying to rush me(eating) so that I could go to sleep in the bedroom with him. I told him that I have to stay up a while so that I could digest the food(garbage) ,otherwise my stomach would give me problems throughout out the night.
Eventually Small Daddy grew tired of waiting for me because he went to sleep in his bedroom. I stayed up to watch the second part of the Nigerian movie. About midway through the movie I began to hear loud rumbling. I thought to myself"Oh God, hear we go again". You see, the Beast was a loud snorer too. The Beast snored so loud he could wake the dead. I never went into the bedroom. I decided to sleep on the couch because for one I was not giving up any couchie and two I did not want to have my ear drums to explode.
Small daddy's snoring was so bad that it woke me up a few times during the night, preventing me from getting a good sleep. At about 7am I went to wake him so that he could take me home. I had a few things I needed to do that day, and I also needed to sleep(peacefully). Overall, I must say that so far Small Daddy has been a gentleman.