Iz yu comin in too? Yu doan smell so gud eether.
I wasn't stinky! Not stinky at all. It was PERFUME.
Never thought I'd say this, but... please can we trade it for a cat?
TicTacs, TICTACS!! For the love of Ceiling Cat, eat a Tictac!
Holy crap, somebody get this flea bag a tic tac!
Of course i rolleded in it what duz u espect
But... But... But I rolld in that juss fur yu!
Take the hint.
My inner monologue... still has dog breath
You know you've have one too many burritos when the dog has to stick his head out of the convertible to escape the aftermath.