Pilot episode runaway from 702 Liberty Lane Seville house... "My boys and friends thinks I'm lame of my joke that they were disagree with me." Fifty-foot songwriter seems blues and runaway from home.

Since outside of my front yard at the pink house next to Miss Smith's residents... "Aha! Whoa! Where's a tears come from?" A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist came out of the front green door. "Sobbing! My boys and friends dislike my jokes!" Fifty-foot songwriter sat down on the ground near of the flowerbed. "Whoa! Hello!" I covered from get a giant wetter tears. "Oh? Hi novelist!" He stopped to crying, so fifty-foot songwriter takes a look at me. "Why are you crying on me and my flowerbed?" "Because I runaway from home that's reason my boys and friends dislike my jokes at the auction." Fifty-foot songwriter explained. "Not cool. You can't runaway not right. Your boys and friends are worrying where are you now?" A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist concerned about this. "I don't want go back to home and see my boys again," novelist. "Sighs. I'm Dionne Allen of novelist. You might stay with me." I understood what he said. "My name is Dave Seville of fifty-foot songwriter and the chipmunks' adopted father. Absolutely! I guess so," Dionne.

Whatever funny happens in the den of my pink house... "Be careful with my mom's antique vases," Giant Dave. A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist seems anxiety. "Okay. Grunting! Whoa! Whoops! Sorry about that," Dionne. "Oh, man! I will sweeping my mom's pot of flower is ruined now. What are you doing with my foodstuffs?" I picked the broomstick from the closet. "I am so hungry now. Yummy! That's delicious." Fifty-foot songwriter eats my sandwich of bologna with mayonnaise. "Maybe you can sleep in my room, but don't touch my TV LG screen with wireless internet connection and DirectTV cable box," Giant Dave? "Yeah. I won't destroy this," Dionne. He finished to eat my lunch bologna sandwich recently. To be continued...

Previously in my master bedroom... "I wonder where the TV remote now? Aha! I pick it from her white nightstand and click this." Fifty-foot songwriter sat down on the flooring olive rug carpet near my chair and watch on a sports game of soccer tournament by my DirectTV cable on LG TV screen. "Giant Dave, what are you doing with my DirectTV remote?" A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist came in from the den room. "I just watch on my favorite sport game soccer tournament on EPSN channel," Dionne. He replied. "Oh, boy! Please don't touch my LG TV and wireless internet connection is expensive cost?" "Definitely! No problem." Fifty-foot songwriter smiles at me.

Afternoon lunch in the kitchen... "Not good." I noticed that. "Yummy! I'm so full. I have to drink some water now. Aha! I have to go back your room and finish watch on my soccer game now," Dionne. He ate lot roasted turkey neck and peppercorns pizza recently. "Oh, I have to clean up whole dishes and glass can from the tablecloth." A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist disgusting them.

Tonight after dinner... "Grunting! Maybe I should be chubby because I must be eaten too much steakhouse and grease chicken wings," Dionne. Fifty-foot songwriter attempts to dress up his blue stripes and white night shirt and pants are smaller than he was so chubbier. "I need to sleep now," Giant Dave? "Absolutely! I guess so. I turn the lights off and go in your bed." "Don't come on me!?" A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist panicked. "Aha! Oh, wells? Where are you," Dionne? He laying down on my bed. "I am under your buttocks," giant Dave! "Whoops! Are you okay?" Fifty-foot songwriter goofed at me. "Ouch! You might sleep on the flooring tile near my chair." "Yeah. I'm sorry about that I promise you I will be careful not happening to you again," Dionne. He nodded his head and repeatedly. "I think it's my bad idea let him stay here!? Ouch!" To be continued...

The next morning on my white bed in my master bedroom of my pink house near to Miss Smith's house... "Yawning! Oh? I hear from the bathroom." A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist woke up and got up from it.

In the shower of the bathroom... "La! I am a witch doctor!" A CGI animated remake fifty-foot songwriter been bathing and scrubbing his back by his own bath scrub stick. "Giant Dave, I hear you are singing and what's you doing in my shower?" I opened the green door and came in. "I just showering and song my own lyric sings," Dionne. He stopped to singing and scrubbing, so a CGI animated remake fifty-foot songwriter noticed at a CGI animated remake African American mute novelist still standing on the marble black and white checkered tile carpet near the sink counterpart next to the the lavender toilet. "Oh. Don't forget clean up when you finish bathing," Giant Dave? "Of course! No problem."

After breakfast... "Aha! I'm so relaxing now. Oh?" "All right. I have to sit down on," Dionne. "Don't sit on me," Giant Dave!? A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist panicked and shook her head and repeatedly at him. "I think change of ESPN channel because I have to watch on golf tournament game. Huh? Where are you?" He were sitting on me. "Hey! I'm under your buttocks and get off now," Giant Dave! "Oh, whoops! I am sorry about that. Here are you," Dionne. A CGI animated remake fifty-foot songwriter picked me out of his buttocks are humongous and getting fatter now. "Maybe you should sit on the flooring printed flower rug carpet because of you are so chubbier and gigantic?" A CGI animated remake African American mute novelist seems dizzy and injured now. "Okay. I guess so." To be continued...