Things That Ain't True
Whoever said money can't buy you friends never plunked down money on a purebred puppy.
In other news, my friend found where we kept all the spare rolls of toilet paper. Sigh. What a mess.
Also, my friend would like to give two big thumbs (paws?) up to the sweet, savory, delicate flavor of chicken sh*t.
I don't know how people let dogs lick their faces. I love my dog, but seriously. Eww.
Labels: My Life
posted by Becky at
4:32 PM
4 Comments:
Well, at least she's helping you with yard cleanup.
OMG, I love that picture. Chicken sh*t ain't nothin, I have to make sure my dog can't get into the kitty litter. Talk about stinky breath.
My dogs don't kiss me. Period.
Honest? There were many times I wouldn't kiss my daughter either. You wouldn't believe the stuff she'd eat.
Told ya so.
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