Dog One: “How many Twitter characters do I get? 140? That’s woof or ruff 35 times. Woof that. It’s cold out here.”
Dog One: “I don’t need a weatherperson to make me look smart. My mouth’s stuffed with snow. I can’t feel my paws. My collar’s frozen to my neck. Fourteen whiskers have broken off. I can woof for myself, thank you very much. It's COLD.”
Dog Two: “That’s 185 characters.”
Dog One: “Woof woof into infinity.”
Dog Two: “But more people will follow you. You want friends, don’t you?”
Dog One: “I AM the friend, brother. I am the friend.”
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