It started small, but I guess it just blew out of proportion. First I got a sleeping bag, so he got a sleeping bag with an air mattress. Then I got a tent, and he got an even bigger tent. Then I got a little cook stove, so he installed a propane grill. Anyway, I’m having a contractor come out to build a three-bedroom ranch house with pool. Let’s see him top that.
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Pup tents!
Winnah!
Hey, I grew up in a three-bedroom ranch house with pool!
BTW, The Daily Show covered the puppy-dog eyes story the other night. They didn’t have video on youtube yet but I listened to the “Ears Edition” podcast on my way to work this morning. Will try to post video later.
At first glance I thought the tent flap was being held open by an elephant’s trunk…
Me too!!
OMG now I see it! Didn’t notice at first, but I’m positive you’re right.
And the next thing you know, we’re glamping.
No no doggies! Don’t go there! That’s a crazy hooman trait!
PATIENT: Doc, I keep having these dreams. First I’m a teepee; then I’m a wigwam; then I’m a teepee; then I’m a wigwam. It’s driving me crazy. What’s wrong with me?
DOCTOR: You need to relax. You’re two tents.