Did you hear about the dyslexic agnostic with insomnia? She sat up all night wondering if there was a Dog.
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I asked my boyfriend to put up a"Beware of Dog" sign at my basement entrance. I don't know about you, but I'm scared, but not of my dogs.
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Thanks for stopping by. Another Emmylou Harris listener, I see. She was my traveling buddy during my years as a freelance broadcast journalist. I had a pickup with a camper and would drive around looking for radio stories, Emmylou singing away. I can sing bad harmony to everything she ever wrote.
Somehow I suspect you can relate to being a freelancer, right???
See you soon.
thank you for the smile
I guess the lesson here is an old one....never send a man out to do a womans job...or something like that.
LIAR!
Give the poor guy a break. At least he TRIES to do something and doesn’t just sit around running his bazoo like some people.
Actually he is a lot smarter than you realized. He obviously knows that most perps will try to enter the building from an inverted position while hanging suspended from a gutter (like a squirrel) so as not to trip any cleverly hidden pressure sensitive monitors hooked directly to the food bowls of “2 Dogs Always Eating”.
Sign me, BUTT BOY
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