The yellow man has left our lives forever, and in his wake there is silence. SSHHHHHH!
My wife is happier, I am happier, the kids are oblivious, and Pepito is, I'm sure, happier. May he live to an unusually old age for a golden, and fetch sticks til' he's 15.
1 comment:
well, as long as you didn't send him to the "farm up north"...
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