Poor pet jimmy. He is all confused now. I look up where I see.....
(the next lip flapping you hear will be din-wit Jim)
and sure enough, right after that I see.......
My pet pull toy jim flapping about "No it won't..........
I just love him to death.
"Roll over Jimmy boy"
No. Just you and I really have to admit. You are making it quite easy
for me. You need to learn to play with the big dogs before you start
flapping your jawls when you hop in here.
Here, let me get you your leash and I'll take you for a walk out back.
You can go roll around in the raccoon shit.
Now blow me, pull toy.
No more material and you're giving up? I thought so. Come back again
when you can play with the big boys, jimmy. In the mean time, I'll go
find me a new "pull-toy". (unless you come back, that is?)
Bubba ("speak jimmy, speak")
Aww jimmy. There you go again. No brain left? Cant think up your own
material? Your pittiful boy, pittiful.
Now where's that damn newspaper so I can roll it up and wack you one
"Fetch the newspaper boy, go on, Fetch the newspaper."
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