Saturday, February 27, 2010
a simple and complex animal.
My dog asked me if i thought that Hitler's dog was probably evil. I said "well, the apple never falls far from the tree." she then brought me an apple from the fridge; it was from japan. My dog wonders if, with advancements in technology, identities are, more and more, culturally influenced. Then she pooped on the floor.
"i moved from oregon; you can't even drink on the street there!"
My dog realizes the benefit of not opening the door of communication with men wearing all cammo outfits on airplanes. As a side note, my dog knows much more about cow farming, hunting, and the necessity of "really enjoying guns if you are going to be a weapons specialist in the military [which the cammo-clad man did enjoy!]."
Friday, February 26, 2010
the end result...
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Taste tester...
picking up chicks.
Logic killed Death
Monday, February 22, 2010
Inferences...
Puppy's right to choose...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Lhotsi's roommate...
Last night, My dog's roommate, Max, went out to the bar. He got pretty drunk and spilled a drink on a girl. He said sorry and, as the drink flowed off the table and down the girls leg, checked his text messages at the same time. It was horrifying--like watching a six year old girl appologize for killing her hamster as she played legos; oblivious to the world around her.
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