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*insert me walking into lovely home regretfully not wearing a Depends undergarment*
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Thanks Lily. Thanks for being such a good puppy on the very day I was bragging about how you were different from all the other puppies and didn't need to be crated. You did Mommy proud. In addition to walking into this whirlwind of fabulousness, you also left me a warm pile of feces and urine in the corner which I decided against capturing by digital memory. I'll just keep that little prize in the corner of my weary, wine-saturated mind.
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Also a special shout out to Helen, the cashier that smelled of stale patchouli and Pall Malls, who rang up my Resolve, hypo-allergenic air filters and Franzia. "Thanks fur shoppin' at Wal-Mart, have a goodern", she said in a voice that resembled Katherine Hepburn gargling razor blades.
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That's right Helen. Everyday can be a good day when your dog eats your furniture AND you shop at Wal-Mart.
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~j
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