At least he keeps the neighborhood cats from fighting. By eating them.
Too little, too late!
Don't get all mathy on me with your front yard masonry.
In order to join the fraternal brotherhood, pledging chairs have to spend an entire night pretending to be patio furniture in the suburbs and not die of boredom. Few survive.
Come on kids, let's keep moving. I don't think they have the kind of candy we want.
My dog learned to read and has been trying to poop in that yard for weeks. This explains his love for my old KISS records.
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