Urological Reflections (From The Dog Who Knew Too Much)
“Naw,” said the Sheriff. “But word of caution – Moondog and his ilk are piss poor sources of information around here.”
Piss poor? That was a new one. I kind of liked it. I myself was piss rich, no doubt about that. I wandered out of the circle of light and lifted my leg against the tunnel wall. Chet the Jet!
Welcome Clayton, Chip (just a guess), Humphrey, Back-Scratching Dude, Laika, Bacon Lover.
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