IT'S RAINING JUNK MAIL
Woof, Kids!
Got the dog joke below in my email this morning and wanted to share it with you hounds on this Wednesday. Thanks, Jim.
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Stay!!!
I pulled into the crowded parking lot at the Local Shopping Centre and rolled
down the car windows to make sure my
Labrador Retriever Pup had fresh air.
She was stretched full-out on the back seat
and I wanted to impress upon her that she must
remain there.
I walked to the curb backward,
pointing my finger at the car and saying emphatically,
'Now you stay. Do you hear me?'
'Stay! Stay!'
The driver of a nearby car
gave me a strange look and said,
Why don't you just put it in park ?
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There you go, for what's it worth...a chuckle or not.
Yesterday we met THE sweetest and tiniest little pup while we were both doing our "biz" up on the pool deck. This adorable guy was so friendly and fluffy. What a sweetheart. Oh, his peep was quite nice as well. Great to meet up with awesome dog kids.
Kids, I hate to be bitchy here...remember, I did start this thing off with a joke...so, I have to tell you that we're not loving getting junk mail shoved under our condo door. Yikes, it's bad enough to get it in the snail-mail, but UNDER THE DOOR. Please.
Funny and mysterious though, that it takes phone calls and then some for the pizza guy to make his way up to our floor, and we WANT that. Yep, we're good, really good with tight security 'round here. We embrace it. Question is though...how come the junk mail makes it up...unannounced. Um, curious, huh? Mutts, it wasn't even well-done junk mail. Nope, it was pretty unprofessional and hokey. Trash chute fodder, for sure.
It has been raining a little here and there in West Palm Beach, and not just outdoors, I am told. Nope. Mutts, I heard a rumor that it's "raining in"...hold on, those words make me want to disco dance for some reason...okay...in the building that is. Perhaps, not literally RAINING in the building, just flooding of some type.
Thankfully, the indoor shower didn't happen in our "neck-of-the-building"...still, a big bummer for some.
Well, maybe the residents with the water-sitch will get some helpful junk mail stuffed under their door...they could utilize it as a sponge!
Bark at me!
Got the dog joke below in my email this morning and wanted to share it with you hounds on this Wednesday. Thanks, Jim.
________________________________________________________________________
Stay!!!
I pulled into the crowded parking lot at the Local Shopping Centre and rolled
down the car windows to make sure my
Labrador Retriever Pup had fresh air.
She was stretched full-out on the back seat
and I wanted to impress upon her that she must
remain there.
I walked to the curb backward,
pointing my finger at the car and saying emphatically,
'Now you stay. Do you hear me?'
'Stay! Stay!'
The driver of a nearby car
gave me a strange look and said,
Why don't you just put it in park ?
______________________________________________________________________
There you go, for what's it worth...a chuckle or not.
Yesterday we met THE sweetest and tiniest little pup while we were both doing our "biz" up on the pool deck. This adorable guy was so friendly and fluffy. What a sweetheart. Oh, his peep was quite nice as well. Great to meet up with awesome dog kids.
Kids, I hate to be bitchy here...remember, I did start this thing off with a joke...so, I have to tell you that we're not loving getting junk mail shoved under our condo door. Yikes, it's bad enough to get it in the snail-mail, but UNDER THE DOOR. Please.
Funny and mysterious though, that it takes phone calls and then some for the pizza guy to make his way up to our floor, and we WANT that. Yep, we're good, really good with tight security 'round here. We embrace it. Question is though...how come the junk mail makes it up...unannounced. Um, curious, huh? Mutts, it wasn't even well-done junk mail. Nope, it was pretty unprofessional and hokey. Trash chute fodder, for sure.
It has been raining a little here and there in West Palm Beach, and not just outdoors, I am told. Nope. Mutts, I heard a rumor that it's "raining in"...hold on, those words make me want to disco dance for some reason...okay...in the building that is. Perhaps, not literally RAINING in the building, just flooding of some type.
Thankfully, the indoor shower didn't happen in our "neck-of-the-building"...still, a big bummer for some.
Well, maybe the residents with the water-sitch will get some helpful junk mail stuffed under their door...they could utilize it as a sponge!
Bark at me!
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