summer time means summer crime
i don't know about you, but lately i've been livin' la vida loca, if you know what i'm sayin. the past week or so i've been buffing up; lifting weights, eating healthy, and running like crazy. why, you ask? because it's SUMMER TIME! the time of year where anything goes, watch where you steer because the big black dog is near...to fear. and maybe get a career?
just today i instilled terror in the trash guys. you should have seen their faces...scared. out. of. their. minds. they yelled something at foodboy, and i strutted back into the house proud of my work. when you're someone like me, who knows he's bad to the bone, no one can even shake a stick at you. well, unless they intend to throw it. because who can resist a good fetch?
i've been thinking of changing my name to something like Bonebreak or Fleshtear just so people know i mean business. in all honesty though, i know i may seem to have an intimidating, balls to the wall kind of attitude on the outside...and i do, but on the inside i'm as tenderhearted as a little kitty, just ask pepper.
hey jeb-boy, watch out theres a new dog in town. i hear her name is Roxanne, a real tough one, shes a heart breaker but she can tear up the track. watch out-the bitch is back...