Sometimes I shake my head and say "I just don't know."
The other day I spent six hours looking for my dog, Spot. I walked up and down the street calling for him to come. Some of my neighbors were even nice enough to lend a hand in the search. We all gave it our best efforts as we all looked high and low. There was a man from SBC who looked as he was fooling around with the electrical wires. We even dropped a young boy down a man hole with no luck. As it started to get dark all our hope had pretty much been sucked out of us, as if we were on a sail boat in the middle of the ocean with no wind. Yes as despair was no doubt about to crush us, like an elephant sitting on a peanut. I soon realized that I did not even have a dog and if I did, surely, I would not name him Spot.
Some famous Spot calls:
"Here Spotty Spot."
"Yo, Spot, where you at."
" Spot! Spot! It's time to come out. Everybody who's anybodies out here."
"I have a cat that you can eat."
"Sport here Sport"
Monday, October 24, 2005
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6 comments:
you didn't leave that young boy down in the man hole did you?
poor spot.
Alas. Poor non existent spot....
i like food!
you're right Brian, everyone's stupid.
Out! Out! Damn Spot!
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