Fact #5, Or Shall I Say facTURD #5

Fact #5 : My dog has taken a shit on me.


I’m dead serious. I remember exactly where we were. I was a junior in college and my friend, Elizabeth and I were at Melrose, the apartment where Jonathan lived. I was lying on the couch talking, and I remember the rest of the story like it was yesterday. Swazie jumped up on my stomach and I was just petting away at her sweet precious head while I continued to talk. Suddenly I looked down and realized she SHAAT on my tummy. I could not believe it and to make matters worse, it was Elizabeth’s white shirt I was wearing. No matter how many times we washed that thing, we never felt comfortable wearing it again.


Looks can be deceiving, hu?


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