Thursday, February 16, 2012

I CAN'T HELP IT

This girl walks her boxer here all the time. I always laugh when I see it and wave and make all sorts of noises. She thinks I want to talk to her, really, but I just love that boxer. I don't really want to talk to her at all and I don't like dogs, but I do love this boxer. I mean, he's not a Sugar Ray Robinson boxer. He is just a plain boxer. He has a red leash that is wet and gross and there he goes he's running down the street now and she is yelling.

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