I already have a boyfriend. His name is Louis L'Amour. Kind of says it all, doesn't it?
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
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She doesn't look all that happy with him.
I'm cuter. I'm bigger and stronger. And besides, I'm a hot new breed.
If we had puppies, they'd be Chiuhanese.
Li like one puppy, please.
Is very good breed, this Chinauhua.
What's with all the knife sharpening ads?
Did they pick up on the serial killer angle?
Too many dogs. Period.
Have you lost your mind, mother?
Do you need a grand-puppy to frolic with?
And little dogs, what's more, traitor???
Dear Wolfen: She confessed. She loves dogs. She told me.
So there you have it.
This is a photo shoot made to look deeper then the reality. No love was lost or found. He was a deadhead biker fond of hippie blankets and nag champa. She was a spitfire and hated the dead.
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