...here\'s some ammo:
I have no pants on as I\'m typing and I\'ll tell you why:
I was jogging back to my condo just awhile ago when I saw I was about to step INTO a gigantic dog poop. I\'m talking COILED like a thick brown snake type poop.
It\'s from that genetic freak some people call a neopolitan mastiff
only it\'s brown in color. That\'s more like a cross between a grizzly and a St Bernard. Most people who live here have halfling size dogs like pugs and terriers. This poop was bigger than half the dogs that live here. I\'ve seen this dog being walked by this big muscle head whom I probably would not want to pick an argument with. Anyway.....
.... since my right foot stepped right into this mud puddle, the momentum of trying to stop placed all my weight on my feet...and since poop have no traction, my right foot slid about three further than my left foot....causing my ass to plant right on top of the poop cake. Luckily, there were no witnesses around to make fun of me. So I thought I\'d post it on the internet. No one will know, right? <--- this is sarcasm, Evix.
And you know the irony is...there\'s a sign not even 10 feet from where I fell that clearly states that all dog poops must be picked up by the dog owners.
I love those Dockers. May they rest in piece. My condo smells like shit.
Thank you. And have fun you bastards. Hope you all have diarrhea.
