An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Glad to see the woman without a man got someone to help her out anyway!
HA - I intended on being a bit more subtle in the matter - a floppy ear, or wet nose... but added more of the dog's head than needed.
Toby's plan had worked out great; a little GHB knocked into the punchbowl and Man's Best Friend was gonig to be Doggystyle on Donna all night long. Hopefully he wouldn't Dog-Lock (Penis captivus) like the last time. WOOF!
hahaha - and I have so much to learn. Perhaps I can find a nice, 'no frills' gal on Craig's List to show me a thing or two.
"Do you guys smell peanut butter? Dammit Kathy!"
LOL - I wonder if that surprise birthday party story about the girl, a jar of peanut butter and the Doberman Pincher is real or just an urban legend?
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