This situation is entirely unacceptable. Not only is this ridiculous getup bulky, inconvenient, and degrading, but I distinctly requested cocktail onions, not olives.
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This situation is entirely unacceptable. Not only is this ridiculous getup bulky, inconvenient, and degrading, but I distinctly requested cocktail onions, not olives.
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Poor puppeh!?
Sort of adding insult to injury there, don’t ya think?
Pup’s people might wanna watch out for puddles tonight…
I say more than puddles. Look on poor doggies face says somebody’s shoes aren’t going to make it through the night.
Needs a little mud on his nose. Dirty martini 🙂
Oh, and one more little detail…
Grrrrumble
I waited. Where’s mine?
Looks like dog is saying, “We are not amused.”
Ha, that was my first thought.
That’s gonna get shaken and stirred.
Doggie looks like this isn’t the first time his/her humans have, shall we say, taken gleeful advantage… I mean who else has huge stuffed olives at the ready?