A man with a death wish

So, for those of you who are sick of hearing about my dog (and I dare you to identify yourselves) if you don’t want to hear about him I suggest you click straight out of this post immediately.

Apologies for the very slight variations on the theme here for the past while.  Not.

Last night, fortunately I was adequately lubricated with spirits, when a debate ensued at dinner regarding the good looks of my Koda.  The Artist (who is still sulking with Koda over the previous incident) took it upon himself to say that there were perhaps other dogs as good looking if not more so than Koda.  I mean seriously.  What the AF?   The man has a DEATH WISH.

He then went on to actually name the said dogs.  I wished a hex of plagues upon him.  Including the legendary fleas of a thousand camels infesting him armpits quote from somewhere I can’t remember (such is my rage).

I will eat your garden.  Such is my disappointment.........

I will eat your garden. Such is my disappointment……… (and my mother’s rage)

It is my belief that the man does not intend to have sex again in his lifetime.

That is all.

Love to you (and not to The Artist) and light (there is no light for him in the dark that he wishes to be his future with comments that my dog is not the best looking Golden Retriever on the Eastern Seaboard)

Lauren xxx

Linking  up with the other bloggy peeps over at With Some Grace for FYBF


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