Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
07 June 2010
Steve McQueen would never, ever have been as bad of a host as Gustavo was today.
This is Captain. She came to visit. Gustavo was the world's worst host. Normally, he is all sweetness and light, unicorns and fuzzy underpants. A hostess with the mostess. Not to Captain.
Look at that face. Come on. Why would anyone be mean to Captain? I offer my guests things to drink. We have water at my house, and we have beer. I do not ever chase them off to the deck making horrible little monkey scream sounds and make them hide behind a chair. Also I am pretty sure Steve McQueen never did this to his guests. Prince probably never did this to his guests. Otterpop doesn't even do this to guests. Only Gustavo.
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Captain had fun anyway. Especially at the beach. She was, however, the most excited I have ever seen her when she walked in our door and saw Boy Howdy...Next time I will bring Boy and he can run interference. Thanks Laura for being an excellent host!!
Ohhhhhh pooor captain! Great photos. He sure is a photogenic guy.
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