Tag Archives: Irony

I Prefer Crest But Like That Matters

My dentist has ordered her to perform daily tooth-brushing, which is fine, if puzzling. There was such excitement about my allegedly superlative teeth  (“Oh, wow, we’ve never seen such superfantastic teeth” and “My my, whatever you’ve been doing, keep doing … Continue reading

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Parasites Here We Come

I’m so depressed.  My knee is acting up so I am on suspended walkies.  I was abandonned for nearly two hours on Friday so she could go to dinner and talk – get ready – animal welfare.  And my spa … Continue reading

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Now I’ll Obsess About It Until Friday

Rumor of tea and scones on Friday so now it all hinges on whether she elects lemon, blueberry or raisin.  If this last option, the preposterous raisin embargo will retard the flow in my direction as they meticulously remove every.  Single.  … Continue reading

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