Sunday, August 27, 2006

Dog Food




The story of a man and his dog (food):
I have a dog and I was buying a large bag of Purina at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out.
A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. On impulse, I told her no, I was starting The Purina Diet again,
although I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds
before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IV's
in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way it works is to load your pants pockets with
Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally
complete so I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story,
particularly a guy who was behind her.
Horrified, she asked if I'd ended up in the hospital in that condition because I had been poisoned.
I told her no; it was because I'd been sitting in the street licking my balls and car hit me.
I thought one guy was going to hav a heart atack as he staggered out the door laughing loudly.

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