Caught in a logic trap
This post was officially postponed due to the re-occurrence of doggy diarrhea in my home:
After a only a single dose of antibiotics, the sloppy shit mess ceased, amazingly, but as if to stab me in the back when I become relaxed, the last dosages of antibiotics apparently didn't continue their strength. Or, we can also assume that eating the old diseased feces cookie out in the yard caused a relapse. In any case, I, and the veteranarian, have no surety as to the cause. Shit again it may be. My dog is still very strong though, and will survive the shit storm of '08. I may not be so lucky.
Does anybody else really like that song, "Games that People Play," by the Alan Parsons Project or is it just me? Because I hear it on the radio quite often, I assume nothing. I suggest you listen to it and get back to me. Where do we go from here, now that all of the children are grown up?
So, do you know where you're headed? Ha! Hell, that's where. No, I wasn't really going to say that, but I had you set up from the get go as you considered your dreams to be. I've noticed lately a lot of people trapped in vortex type fortifications. Please have a view:
1) Free honey ham (shaved)
2) Communist threats
The last one I had to share. If you're a loser like me you couldn't even stab one dog dead.
None of these things are the logic traps which I had previously planned to discuss, but my telling you this IS a logic trap. Think about it. Escape if you can. Enjoy life in the cold confines.
After a only a single dose of antibiotics, the sloppy shit mess ceased, amazingly, but as if to stab me in the back when I become relaxed, the last dosages of antibiotics apparently didn't continue their strength. Or, we can also assume that eating the old diseased feces cookie out in the yard caused a relapse. In any case, I, and the veteranarian, have no surety as to the cause. Shit again it may be. My dog is still very strong though, and will survive the shit storm of '08. I may not be so lucky.
Does anybody else really like that song, "Games that People Play," by the Alan Parsons Project or is it just me? Because I hear it on the radio quite often, I assume nothing. I suggest you listen to it and get back to me. Where do we go from here, now that all of the children are grown up?
So, do you know where you're headed? Ha! Hell, that's where. No, I wasn't really going to say that, but I had you set up from the get go as you considered your dreams to be. I've noticed lately a lot of people trapped in vortex type fortifications. Please have a view:
1) Free honey ham (shaved)
2) Communist threats
The last one I had to share. If you're a loser like me you couldn't even stab one dog dead.
None of these things are the logic traps which I had previously planned to discuss, but my telling you this IS a logic trap. Think about it. Escape if you can. Enjoy life in the cold confines.
posted by fiestawizard at 12:05 PM
1 Comments:
That's absolutely disgusting.
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