My name is fatmarc vanderbacon. I go out at night eatin' cars. I eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too, Mercury and Subarus. And I don't stop, I keep on eatin' cars. Yeah, I went there.
So Potter got me again.
I had a quick ride on the calendar for last night. An hour, a few fun little intervals, and call it a night before heading out to half priced nachos.
I kitted up, and Potter came in the house from doing his business. I said to Potter, "Potter, I'm going out for a quick hour can you be trusted?" he barked back to me. I took that to mean, "hell, yeah I'll be good."
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| "Dude, you can TOTAL TRUST ME !" |
Sadly, I need to polish up on my Lab, because clearly he said, "Fuck yeah America, leave me out and I'm gonna trash the place."
Because that's what he did. Ouch.
Diane, who was swimming, and I got home at the same time walked in and found a kitchen chair knocked over, a title nine catalog shredded on the floor, and the Y's swim schedule shredded too.
"you left him out?" Diane looked at me.
"he said he was going to be good." I replied coyly.
"Sucker." Diane said.
You can't trust a cute lab and timely bark.
Hey check this out...
Velo Amis is promoting the final race in the Trail Creek Outfitters Trail Running Series- Chasin' for Chalfin. They are offering both a 15k and a 5k runs. The course is pristine and again on private land and it will be an awesome event. More info here.
thanks for reading.
respect
vanderbacon
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