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A man of many words. Profane, profound, loyal to a fault and a right rat bastard. I love the finer things in life: expensive cigars, cheap women and all the salted, cured meats I can eat. A friend to dogs, lover of humanity and despiser of people. If I were King the world would be a better place, because, well...I would be King! Oh, and I like ice cream.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

"That's No Dog! That's My, er. Uh..."

So I'm riding from Dulles Airport to downtown DC. My buddy Joseph is driving. Didier is up front. I'm in the back seat. We pass this guy and I notice he has his dog in his lap. Well, I THOUGHT it was his dog. The driver seemed pretty happy. Had this big smile on his face.

I yelled to Joseph to slow down and let him catch back up.

It was snowing so I figure he was bringing wood home for some kind of fire. At least Clinton did it between the Bushes.

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