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Originally Posted by DemolitionRed
I used to go out with a guy who had a dalmatian. He was guilty of never picking up after the dog so I bought him a poopa-scoopa and some handy bags. I know he only used it when I was around because one day I got this whining phone call from him. He had walked his dog in his local park and left the roof down on his precious sports car. When he got back to the car his dogs **** had been dumped on the drivers seat  |
A great pity that it wasn't the 'Pink as a blancmange' type - it could have been truly 'Just Desserts'.
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