Think of the puppies.
Mike was thinking of moving out of the city. The daily commute was hell.
Mike showed what happens when you speak out of turn about Krissa’s puppies.
Everyone agreed that the new angel cakes at the Idalian Ganimed Tearoom were an especially noteworthy edition.
During his cigarette break, Mike wondered whether his job at the ketchup factory was suitably fulfilling.
With Sally, Charlie, Schroeder and Lucy butchered beyond recognition it was time for the teenage Linus to sit back and enjoy a smoke with his trusty dog Snoppy 2.
Snoopy. Snoopy. Snoopy. I meant Snoopy. Sunuva…
mike sits on the couch stoically, not betraying for a moment the fact that there is a bloody puppy with its teeth in his ass.
How the west was won.
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