Pups plowed under the bed covers at 0130 or so...let a possum cross the yard they’ll knock out a window to get it. Let a lighting flash come in the window, I get two quivering puddles.
Self-defiling begins in, 3...2...1... I gotta save a stogie fer Sunday, post-race.
Who’s gonna win the race, Sunday?
Mayhaps thing are lookin’ up for Schumacher.
Same here, except they get on the bed 1st, then pee.
JR Tonight
Tony or JR Sunday