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| Bad Dogs, Bad Dogs, Whatcha Gonna Do? |
Hi my name is Will and I look like a weird animal with my stupid haircut. 
Bad luck day #7.343. Headed out to the dentist today to get my toof fixed. I pretty much always forget what time my appointments are so I call before I leave the house. Today I didnt need to do that because I remembered what time I had to be there, BOO YEAH!!! Unfortunately I got the date wrong. Yup, it was for today. I thought yesterday was wednesday for some reason. So I headed home and was given some errands by kinsey (ugh. Girlfriends...) Luckily I got to pick between taking the dogs to Petco or grocery shopping. I chose petco because that sounded like less thinking and I didnt know you could take dogs in the store how awesome is that!
Unfortunately I have the worst dogs ever. Within 2 minutes Delilah ( my Husky) peed on the floor. WIthin 8 minutes I had peed on the floor, haha jk. Within 5 she pooped... I had baggies to clean it up and as I was doing it she somehow got a hold of a toy and chewed it up enough for me to buy it cause she is a bad dog. Dex (husky dog #2) , who never has any accidents, decided to lift his leg on every corner of every isle. I couldnt stop him, it seemed as if he was pinching it just so he would have enough to get all the isles. It was the worst trip to a store I have ever taken.. except for that one time I took my sister to the store when she was 3 to pick up hot chicks and I ended up sneezing on her and getting it all over her face while talking to a couple of potential hotties.
So get this, Kinsey told me that she talked to my sister today and apparently some information has been withheld from me with past conversations I have had with my young 14 year old soon to be 15 lil sister. My sister seems to be the "freshmeat" target for a few upperclassmen at her school. I asked for more details but kinsey would not tell me anything else. Really? She did tell me that she broke up with her freshman boyfriend so she can have "fun" this year. My sister does not need to have "fun" with boys. I may have to go down there and open up a can of talkin... I would open a can of whoop a** but these kids could very well be around my size, if not bigger. I could just do the kick in the shins and run, that always works.
WORD!!!!
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Posted by Copy_Cat on 2009-11-04 15:01:35 | Rating: | Views: 26
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