the freaky old homeless lady who was having conversations about Wittgenstein's language philosophy and seedless grapes with the pigeons by the artifical pond. Finally - an accurate description of yo mother YO! About time!
Right next to the sink stood a can of dog food labeled 'Carl' and a small cardboard box labeled 'Dax'. I have to do that all the time now....it's just not right....
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Ha ha. I told my Mom about this and funny thing is that she said pretty much the same thing as you did. ;)
You give Stu dog food and Phoebe muffins? No wonder they have gas, Katy...