The Dog and the Beggar
I taught my dog to beg. Well, I tried to. As in- it would stand on its hind legs, front
one’s drooping, and mouth dripping saliva for a biscuit.
Either the biscuit was not particularly appetising, or the dog could not be arsed with the nonsense.
I tried the same trick with my ex-wife. She was stupider than the dog.
At least the dog left me alone; but she gave me a kick in the bollocks for attempting such bollax.
Either the biscuit was not particularly appetising, or the dog could not be arsed with the nonsense.
I tried the same trick with my ex-wife. She was stupider than the dog.
At least the dog left me alone; but she gave me a kick in the bollocks for attempting such bollax.
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