the fisherman
Big Time
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- Dec 12, 2007
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Yesterday I was at my local Target buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Sheriff the wonder dog, and was in the checkout line, when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had, an elephant? So, on impulse I told her no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and Ivs in both my arms. I told her it was an essentially a perfect diet and the way it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two everytime you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well, and I was going to try it again. ( I have to mention that practially everyone in line was now enthralled with my story) Horrified, she asked if I ended up in the hospital because the dog food poisined me. I told her no, I stepped off the curb to sniff an Irish Setter's butt and a car hit us both.