He made his first million in dog slacks.
He became a billionaire selling Celebrity canine sweatpants.
Shade yawned silently, then slipped on his finely tailored pants, and began singing "I love you, you love me, we're a happy family"...that's right Shade was a HUGE Barney the Dinosaur fan, and had become close personal friends with the Purple Furry.
Things were pretty good for Shade, all the bitches he wanted, and trousers aplenty...Yep...life is sweet, Shade thought, then his foot began to hurt, and he woke up on the floor.
It was all a dream, dogs don't have pants and we all live happily ever after except dogs who wish they could talk.
Do you feel sorry for the trouserless dogs?
That is because you are crazy
Dogs don't want trousers...
They want cars.
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I loved that one! (odly was telling a friend about it last night)
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As usual, he was lying beside his bed. I was able to move him, move the bed over so that he'd be able to lie on it in his usual spot, and then move him onto it, without him even attempting to move. It was redonculous
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Don't tell me you don't know the famouse Monty Python lumerjack skit? It's a Canadian favourite!
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Had the records.
Saw the films.
Have the books.
I'm a dyed in the wool Python fan.
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