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I have a request for the lovely lady. Here it goes: (ahem) "Woof, bark, bark, woof".
That dog was ME.I identified as a dog, and as happens these days, because I identified as a dog I became a dog.I got a wonderful scratching out of it.
What dog?
Oh, yeah. There's a dog in that picture. I see it now.
I 'tinks Man has just been aced-out as Best Friend
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I have a request for the lovely lady. Here it goes: (ahem) "Woof, bark, bark, woof".
ReplyDeleteThat dog was ME.
ReplyDeleteI identified as a dog, and as happens these days, because I identified as a dog I became a dog.
I got a wonderful scratching out of it.
What dog?
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah. There's a dog in that picture. I see it now.
DeleteI 'tinks Man has just been aced-out as Best Friend
ReplyDelete