Wednesday, September 21, 2005

That darn poog.

Meet my boy, Gus.

Gus is a lush.

This is what he does after I go to bed. He heads on down to George's, orders up a shot and a beer back and tempts some shameless hussy to light a cigar for him.

Gus is a bad dog...

...but I love him, nonetheless.

(Note to PETA: no poogs were harmed during this photo shoot. No poogs became canis intoxicata during this photo shoot. No poogs smoked during this photo shoot.)

` Ach. Dem naughty puppies.
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