bad dog
Our dog bit me today. But good. Father’s day my ass. He was defending his right to eat toilet paper.
After the scolding, he looked like he was going to cry.
So now my hand is all bandaged up. It wasn’t stitch-worthy, but it wasn’t very far from it.
Bad dog.
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About jeremy
x jeremy jarratt is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, and teller of tales. He is currently unemployed, although he has plans. BIG plans.
Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though he's quick to point out that he's no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.
This is his latest home on teh intarwebs.
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