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Barky Von Schnauzer

At the risk of being called “rabble-rouser,” I think poor old Barky Von Schnauzer, should practice his aim, his master to maim, in the back end of his very best trousers! My hero I would call dear old Barky, if he could just muster the stealth of a sharky, and covertly steer, right straight for the rear, of that great big old bag of malarkey! I think I should send Barky a big four leaf clover, so his bad luck would finally be over, he could retire his fame, move away, change his name, to Bowser maybe Lassie or Rover! Obviously I have been driven completely insane by that stupid t.v. commercial! Happy St. Paddy's Day!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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