poo is great
Sep. 12th, 2005
As a young kid, our neighbors up the road had an old english sheepdog. I'm not sure how to rate it's intelligence. The few times I saw it, it had a heaping helping of poo in it's mouth that it was carrying from some other place and depositing in the middle of the road.
On our way to school we'd have to take extra care when walking past our neighbors', and the tires of our car were perpetually smelly.
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