“Man, am I stuffed! I don’t know about you, Squeaky Chicken, but if I eat one more bite I’m going to explode! Are you all right back there? Looks like you passed out early!”
I’m tired just looking at them, Andrew Y.
“Man, am I stuffed! I don’t know about you, Squeaky Chicken, but if I eat one more bite I’m going to explode! Are you all right back there? Looks like you passed out early!”
I’m tired just looking at them, Andrew Y.
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Looks like the chicken makes for a comfy pillow.
I’d skritch the belly but I’d be afraid it might pop.
Oh come you must have a little more room.
This is one of those times I wish we could like multiple times. That pup and his pal Squeaky Chicken and pup’s very full belleh – AAAAHH!!!
That belly, want to snorgle and blow raspberries on it!!! Such a chonky boi! And the derpy tongue! Done for the day.
There goes my brain again. I’m reduced to silly babbling at this sweetie and his rubber friend.
I know I’ve seen modesty tails before, but I don’t think I’ve seen a modesty foot.