Parents often times say they love all their children equally. But I've found this to be false. Let's take today as an example. We went to this posh doggie boutique--not really my type of place to begin with, but not really the point here either.
They bought Morgan (my stupid sister) this fancy-shmancy bed. It comes in your choice of 60 designer patterns, it's made of "high-loft 100% virgin polyester fibre"(what does that even mean anyway?), and it's more comfortable than my parent's bed. Seriously, it's like the Mercedes Benz of doggie beds, not that I would ever buy anything besides a Chevy.
I, on the other hand, came home with a rubber stick.
They bought Morgan (my stupid sister) this fancy-shmancy bed. It comes in your choice of 60 designer patterns, it's made of "high-loft 100% virgin polyester fibre"(what does that even mean anyway?), and it's more comfortable than my parent's bed. Seriously, it's like the Mercedes Benz of doggie beds, not that I would ever buy anything besides a Chevy.
I, on the other hand, came home with a rubber stick.
posted by Tatanka at 5:58 PM
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Hey T, your sister? I totally sniffed that bitch.
ALL THE DAMN TIMES!!!!
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