After A Wild Night At The Pub

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Sunday, 4 August 2013

I woke up this morning with a flat face and a headache. I turned over and saw a pile of dog doo right under my nose. That was when I realized I had passed out on our sidewalk last night.

So I got up and crawled to the door when my girl, Miley came running out and fell over me.

I got to my door finally. Opened it up. Took one look at Myrtle with curlers in her hair, got me a blanket and laid back down on the sidewalk.

One of those days I guess.

"You Get Yore Fat Ass In Here, Moleturd!!"

Yep, one of those days.

At least she had stepped in the dog pooh!

-I.B. Moleturd

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