Nobody's creekbed

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Sunday, December 10, 2017

I don't understand dogs these days! When I was a dog I just wagged, shit in the bed and then died. I didn't need remote controls, computer manual boxes, lightsabers, jackets, breakfast, dinner, doctors or democratic socialism.

Who remembers???