My Mom got a new puppy. His name is Max. He's super cute and a really good dog. He lays in his dog bed and lounges all day. I can't stand the cuteness.
I was telling Rob- oops, I mean Chuck, about Max. He didn't seem interested. Lord knows I've heard all about his Mom's dog "Baxter". Baxter this, Baxter that. Baxter threw up.
So I finally said, "Do you even f***ing care about Max at all?"
His response "Not unless Max can get me a soft flour taco with sour cream. And not one from Taco Bell for hell’s sake. I want one from Taco Time. I’m guessing he can’t do that."
Well Chuck, he CAN do that. NEXT!!!
Jami
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