Saturday, May 24, 2014

AN ODE TO A POODLE

THERE WAS THIS POODLE IN THE PARIS AIRPORT WITH  THIS FREAKY LOOKING MASTER...I SAY..." BONJOUR  , FI FI "...IT JUST HAPPENS TO BE THE DOG'S NAME AND SHE PRANCES UP AND DOWN...EITHER HORNY OR EXCITED OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT...AS FOR THE MASTER...SHE LOSES HER COOKIES...I AM OFFICIALLY THE ANTI-CHRIST...YOU KNOW...AS IF IT'S MY FAULT THE DOG HAS A CLICHED NAME .

I WISH I HAD A JOINT...TO BREATHE THE SMOKE RIGHT INTO THE DOGS FACE .

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