No day begins as if it will be a day of destiny, yet for Randall P. Flosstickler, that day had come. He walked his usual route, exchanging pleasantries with the usual friends, when he saw, stepping out of the Brew Monday coffee shop, the perfect leg. Long and slender in perfectly tapered jeans, it seemed to call to him and timidly he approached. Randall had known many legs in his life — dare he think this leg could be the one? Hesitantly, he placed his cheek upon the perfectly formed knee, firm yet supple and yielding. He embraced the slender calf and a feeling of elation swept through him. He had found it at last — the Legendary Leg.
That might be the happiest pup I’ve ever seen.
Yes! SO happy.
Even for a dog, that’s happy.
Thanks to all who have served. Your sacrifices are not forgotten.
O ecstacy! O Rapture! O Joy!
Randall, you darling dog.
Ah, sweet mystery of life, at last I’ve found you …
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