Some dog crapped on my lawn and its owner didn't clean it up
We have lava rocks in the front, so it's not as awful as if we had grass, but it's still annoying. This is one of those things that makes me think of John Travolta in Pulp Fiction, when he says it would almost be worth getting his car keyed if he could have caught the guy who did it. I would have loved to catch this person at it. If social conservatives want to do something about the fabric of society being destroyed, they shouldn't concentrate on sexy cheerleading - they should concentrate on throwing people who allow their dogs to crap on other people's lawns without cleaning it up into the camps on Guantanamo. Because when pets crap on other people's lawns and nobody cleans it up, the terrorists have already won.
I apologize for the light blogging this week. End-of-the-year stuff at school, and I have been feeling under the weather. Soon, the content you all know and love will return!
I apologize for the light blogging this week. End-of-the-year stuff at school, and I have been feeling under the weather. Soon, the content you all know and love will return!
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Now I feel bad. I let my dog poop on someone's yard this week. I forget to bring a baggie with me, inexcusable, I know. Worse off, the yard where this happened has a mini-tombstone on it for "the last dog to poop on my yard." WHOOPS!
Woody, Woody, Woody - whatever are we to do with you? Don't let the terrorists win!
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