Wednesday, September 23, 2009

THOUGHT OF THE WEEK is back!!

Fresh from Manimal's brain...here was the opening thought of the week:

Well after a very disappointing lost on Sunday night, 5 White Russians, 4 Tall Boys, and 3 Crown Shots this guy was done for the night. Knowing I was going to have cobwebs all day on Monday I was ready. I made it to work and was pretty much done all day with life and the Bears. Urlacher lost for the season not good! Cutler looking like a typical Bear QB not good! Going home good! The couch is going to be awesome! I was looking forward to going home and enjoying a Monday night double header, but ……………. When I got home I forgot that someone was going to be dog sitting two hot dogs for the next couple of days with that someone not really going to be there to watch them either. This is where it gets interesting. If you ever want a dog do not buy a d*mn hot dog. I walk in and all they do is bark at me. They are the size of my foot and all I want to do is punt and kick them. I can’t catch them because they are so little and they can hide in the small areas. Then my dog wont leave me alone as well because he dislikes small dogs too. Finally around 7 PM the game starts and after me scaring them with my manimal yell they shut the F*ck up! but wait they decide to jump on and off the couch and on and off me including my 70 lbs dog as well because again he is jealous. What a Monday Night! Even better, being told they are house broken I am not chasing them around the house. When I find them there is piss on the carpet. Great!!!!!

Tuesday not much better I get home and they wont come by me even though I spent to whole day yesterday with them. I take them outside on their leash and that’s a blast. There little legs getting tangle every 5 seconds. I try and relax but the manimal is coming. I start dinner and every time I walk around they start barking at me. I walk in the dining room and bam piss and sh*t! That’s it I grab the one get him the crate. The second one is elusive and finally after chasing him for 20 minutes I grab him and get him in the crate. I look at my dog and he pisses. What a Tuesday Night!

Moral: Eat hot dogs they taste great!