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03.03.04 I took some pictures of the dogs the other day and noticed something
most curious as I was reviewing the images. And I'm not talking about
the manner in which Satan has appeared to overtake Theo's decidedly
odiferous as of late fluffy little body. That's his natural state.
Stinky, genetically inferior and evil.
Further inspection revealed that whatever it is, is growing right through the wall of my house. I think I'll go finish up my mayonnaise and potato chip sandwich and get back to my white-trash living now.
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