But that’s OK, because it’s New Year’s Eve, and there’s nothing going on anywhere anyway.
So I got my one phone call and I called a girl whose number was written on the wall…
But the “girl” turned out to be a guy…
So I promised to do anything, if he would bail me out
But the “anything” involved two other guys and a dog as well.
After 6 years I was tired of sitting in jail, so I agreed to go swimming with 3 guys and a dog.
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Moving to Thread Games, which didn’t exist at the time.
But…all I could do was the backstroke.
So I did the backstroke, the “girl” did the breast stroke, the two other guys tread water, and the dog did the dog paddle.
But…the dog was drowning.
So I gave it mouth-to-mouth, and for the rest of the day I had a craving for Alpo.
But…all I had was Ol’ Roy.
So I tucked in and ate with great gusto.
But…I had to share with the others.
So I traded some of mine for some of theirs.
But all they had was Ol’ Roy, too.
So…we all piled in a van and drove to Petsmart.
But on the way there we had a flat tire.
So we all decided to hitchhike the rest of the way and held out a hastily scrawled cardboard sign that read “PetSmart or bust for somma dat tasty Ol’ Roy”
But…A Walmart associate picked them up, right before it rained.