The other day I gave my dog a bit of my mashed potatoes and gravy.
I put it in her dog dish.
Puppy ate said mashed potatoes.
A few days later Wifey says to me: "Damn dog, she got gravy everywhere!"
One simple act. One simple statement.
But let's examine that further, shall we? Under the guise of a trial.
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BALLIFF: "Please state your full name."
WIFEY: "Wifey D. Ogghader."
BALLIFF: "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"
WIFEY: "Whatever."
DASH McLAWYER: "Did you state in your sworn deposition that the "dog got gravy everywhere"
WIFEY: "Yes."
DASH: "Did the dog in fact get the gravy everywhere?"
WIFEY: "Yes."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the countertop?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the toaster?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the phone?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the doorknob?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the table?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Did the dog get the gravy on the television set?"
WIFEY: "No."
DASH: "Can you please tell this court, where in fact, the dog got the gravy!?"
WIFEY: "Everywhere."
DASH: "No further questions. The prosecution rests."
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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To sum up:
The dog got gravy everywhere....constantly.
Gravy...Here, There, Everywhere.
Everywhere Rigby
I'll Follow The Sun Everywhere
Ain't She Sweet Everywhere
Drive My Car Everywhere
PS I Love You....Everywhere.
I Wanna Be Your Man Everywhere
I'm Looking Through You...Everywhere.
Let It Be Everywhere
You Really Got A Hold On Me Everywhere
Twist and Shout Everywhere
To sum up further:
When Cake is away...the mice go into hiding.
Or something.
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