Angus and Uther get a bit of the spotlight over at Modern Pooch. Of course, now they both have big heads, and will only eat raw steak for dinner, and will only be walked on the "good" side of the park.
It's been rumored that Angus is fighting an addiction to cocaine, and has been seen around the neighborhood sniffing two different poodles and a shitzu. Page Six opines that he is attempting to hide that fact that he has been neutered by being seen with as many bitches as possible, but also states that one of the poodles may have actually been a male.
things got really wild when a dalmation pulled out the amyl nitrate...
It seems I have angered the gods.
April 5, 2006 11:21:27
I headed off to San Diego to visit friends for a few days, and the temperature reached 72.5 degrees in Brooklyn while I was away. Thinking I'd return to spring after being lured into a false sense of season in San Diego, I was dismayed to step off the plane into a rainy 40 degree evening. I trudged through the long term parking lot wondering why I had packed my jacket, and why I didn't deem it necessary to unpack it before heading out into the cold rain. I arrived at the car, which I apparently had parked about 13 miles away from the air tran, wet and cold and cursing my stupid jacket packing ways. I assume the gods will have it will snow tomorrow as penance for my spring lust.
Tam says, "If you start thinking about growing a mustache again, look at this picture."
Frankly, I think the raw sex appeal scares her.
La,La,La,La,La, The boys are waiting...
