The Brit pop-star La Roux's 80's style video hit Bullet-proof was playing on our big screen TV the other day. I noticed that The Dog... suddenly... had a new swagger to his hind regions. So, putting 2 + 2 together, I started singing the song's reprise to him...
This time, Baby... I'll beeeee... bullet-----proof!
Naturally, The Dog just thinks I am singing the praises of his favourite topic... Treats! He licks me profusely & ardently on every last sung bullet-roof. It must rhyme with the word bread somehow.
We try to have fun here.
But, if I am going to continue with these shenanigans, I must have a new hair-style. One with a distinct & asymmetrical up-sweep to it. A whig would be necessary. Gads.
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