And I'm sitting here looking at my pink CharlieGodammit snoring in the corner and would be laughing at his sissy ass if I didn't know that the pink in his face and ruff wasn't blood from a wannabe burglar that I couldn't wash out today.
But at least he's home tonight and yeah, he got steak even though I could only afford hamburger for myself.
I love that wild-ass crazy motherfucker.
So what the fuck happened? With pics!
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