So, it has come to my attention that we are now having two new dogs live with us.


Our apartment is the size of a skittle.




Wait, it gets worse.


I appairently drunkenly slurred out of my face one night that I would "take care " of said dog....s


is this how you do it?

I will no longer have an apartment. Just a moving hairy annoying floor that craps everywhere. F*uck you boozE!


p.s. I am drinking a beer

p.p.s it is three in the afternoon.

On a positive note...When I pass out on the floor they wont be able to write on my face with sharpies.


....they have no hands.


they have paws


four of them.