BAD DOG!
BAD DOG!
So I'm in my room listening to some music as I do everyday and my mom and my brother leave for his violin lessons. I take a late shower and by the time I finally descend my stairs it's almost 11. At the bottom of the stairs is my trusty dog bandit waiting for me...but wait why isn't he hyper? why isn't he jumping on me and instinctivly jabbing me with his fore paws in my man land? AH! that's why. I turn the corner and the trash bag from the day before is ripped open and all it's contents are dumped on the floor. BAD DOG! ah and now he comes by me seeking sympathy. He's cute but not that cute.
So I'm in my room listening to some music as I do everyday and my mom and my brother leave for his violin lessons. I take a late shower and by the time I finally descend my stairs it's almost 11. At the bottom of the stairs is my trusty dog bandit waiting for me...but wait why isn't he hyper? why isn't he jumping on me and instinctivly jabbing me with his fore paws in my man land? AH! that's why. I turn the corner and the trash bag from the day before is ripped open and all it's contents are dumped on the floor. BAD DOG! ah and now he comes by me seeking sympathy. He's cute but not that cute.
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