Ever look at someone and think, I remember when he/she used to be good looking?
|The plaque for the alternates is down in the ladies room.|
My dog is a pussy. I am sad. I got an American Bulldog thinking, she's a real dog, none of that fluffy froo-froo shit like Dexter. Problem is she is afraid of everyfuckingthing. Turn on the ceiling fan and she cowers. Turn on the dishwasher and she leans so far into me our bodies begin to meld. Move a piece of furniture and all hell breaks loose.
Dexter took on a bear.
|And now that bear calls me, 'daddy'|