January 17th 2008 12:09 pm
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Once again, Jeff did his stand-up comdy in Royal Oak, MI. We had to baby-sit William, but we hadn't seen him in about a week so it was fun knocking him down. How else would he know we were glad to see him? Jeff and Mommy got back kind of late, but Mommy let us watch "The Office" so we were happy. We were both running through the house being dogs so Mommy put on the dvd, and we both settled down to watch our favorite show. I think Angel might be taking it a bit too seriously because she got one of Mommy's stuffed bears that she got in Pigeon Forge, TN that looks like a real bear, and Angel pulled off an eye and a nose yesterday while Mommy was on the computer. Angel is quite a jumper so if she wants something she often manages to get to it. Anyway, I think it is because she is taking Dwight's talk about bear attacks too seriously. I think she was trying to protect the family from being attacked by that awful bear who Mommy (unknowing the danger) allowed to live in our house. Mommy knows very little about bear attacks. If she watched The Office as much as we do, she would be more informed about such things.
Angel had a suggestion for Jeff. Have you heard the expression that someone killed when they were entertaining? Angel told him to take a gun and start shooting, but Jeff didn't heed her wise advice. No wonder the humans aren't as successful as us dogs. Mommy said he did very well. Angel said he is the best doggie commediene around. She should know. She spends a lot of her time helping him with his act.
I've been wondering how Atlas who is supposed to be holding the world in his arms managed to be able to publish a book of maps. Also, why don't any of the photos from space show him? I was wondering about this, and I came to the conclusion the Atlas publishes stuff on his days off. I'm not sure who covers for him. Maybe someone strong like Hercules covers his shifts. Anyway, I decided they must have photo-shopped him out of the space photos. I suppose the astronauts aren't allowed to talk about him because modern people don't want to think that Atlas if holding up the world. If I were him, I'd be very annoyed that I was doing all that work and not getting any credit for it. Some people don't think we ever made it into space. I say if there is no snow in space, why bother going there? Of course, that is a husky's opinion.
I'll be back tomorrow with more insights into world events and dingo bones.
Demon Flash Bandit (Expert on Bear Attacks)
January 16th 2008 11:07 am
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The news media has not announced my winning of the Michigan Presidential Primary, I want to let you know that I am demanding a re-count. There is no way all those human "losers" could win over a cute dog like me. I am still running even if I'm an independent. I just wanted to let you dogs know that there is a vast conspiracy against us dogs getting in power. Angel had an idea. She said if all the dogs will go poop at the entrance to the polls on election day, the humans will be disgusted and they will leave without voting. I've got to admit, Angel Zoom Smokey is an "idea dog" even if some of her ideas are a bit repulsive to humans. They work good for dogs. Humans get repulsed at the least little things (remember how I said they won't let me eat bug guts?).
Coca Cola, which happens to be Mommy's favorite beverage although she has moved onto the diet one, uses polar bears and penquins in their ads. I think a husky like me would fit great into their advertising arena. I know I've already volunteered to do dingo bone commercials, but a dog can't just sit still and only advertise one product. Mommy's bunny, Flash, used to love coke. He would beg for it, and Mommy would put a little in his bowl as a treat. One time she put Pepsi in his bowl (she bought it for visitors), and he wouldn't touch it. Mommy said he was one smart rabbit. I'll admit, the main reason their advertising has made me want to take part: polar bears and penquins live in the snow. I want to do their commercials so I can have fun in the snow. I have mentioned in past entries how much I love snow. What could be a better product than one that lets me play in the snow with my friends the penquins. The polar bears look cute, but I'm not so sure they are harmless. My brother, William, when he was 2 was taken to the Detroit Zoo. The polar bear and her baby were playing the the little pool there, and the big bear pooped in the water. When friends asked William how he liked the zoo, that was the thing he told them about. An entire day at the zoo, and the highlight for him was a bear pooping in water. Humans start out with such potential, and then they lose it as they grow up. It is so sad.
Jeff needs to get on the computer so I'm signing off. If all you dogs out there will inundate the coke company with demands that I be added to their commercials, I would appreciate it because I seldom get to go out and play in the snow. Mommy hates it too much. Beng in a commercial would solve that problem because it would be my "job". When you want something, make sure it becomes a career choice. That is all the silly humans understand.
Demon Flash Bandit (Potential Coca Cola Dog)
January 15th 2008 11:03 am
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Jeff went out with his friend yesterday without the dogs' permission AGAIN. He thinks just because he is 22, he can do whatever he pleases without checking with the dogs. We are supposed to go with him everywhere he goes. Mommy says he used to watch a tv program called Ninja Turtles and I think programs like that affected his reasoning ability. The Ninja Turtles are mutant turtles who are taught to be ninjas by a rat named Splinter. They are named after famous artists, Michaelangelo, Raphael, Donatello, and Leonardo. Why are they named after artists--do they draw or paint the villians to death? They should be named names like Joe Friday, Elliott Ness, Luke Skywalker, and Sgt. Preston. Those are people who went after bad guys, and always caught them. They live in a sewer. How believable is that? Wouldn't the bad guys smell them coming from a mile away. I can hear the dialog, What is that putrid smell. (Second villian)--It must be those mutant turtles. Let's get out of here. I would also like to know how mutant turtles can walk around a city unnoticed. They are human size turtles walking around on legs with a shell on their back. Wouldn't they kind of stand out in a crowd? I think I would notice them. I have to add that they would be very stinky mutant turtles. Anyway, Jeff actually dressed as a Ninja turtle for Halloween when he was 5. I think his experiences watching wierd tv like this have made him think he doesn't have to answer to us dogs for his taking off with his friends. If you are thinking that you see no correlation between the two, I can only say that they are related. I have no idea how or why, and I don't have to defend my stance on this issue. Studies have shown that tv and video games cause every problem known to mankind. There were no problems before these items were invented. This is why I don't play video games--also because my paws won't work the controls. Has anyone invented a paw friendly controller because they look like fun, and I'm not weak minded like humans?
I've got to go watch tv.
Demon Flash Bandit (Solver of Human Problems)
January 14th 2008 10:29 am
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Just what makes that little old ant think he can move a rubber tree plant.
Everyone know an ant will get smashed by Demon Flash Bandit's paw.
The ant has high hopes. High hopes. Hopes he won't be turned into ant guts
So if you're feeling blue, just remember that ant.
Whoops, there goes another ant. Whoops there goes another ant.
NEVER MESS WITH THE DOG.
That inspirational song came to me this morning. You know how sometimes songs just pop into your head. It made me think of the times I've enjoyed turning annoying little bugs into bug guts. I would like to eat them but humans frown on the eating of bugs so I am usually pulled away before I can even taste the delicious looking bug guts. I think the real solution on those sci fi movies where giant bugs invade from outer space is to call in the dogs. We know how to deal with pests. What do the humans do? They bring in the army with guns. Wouldn't it be more logical to have the humans waiting with big cans of raid. Yes, we killed the roach from outer space with our cans of Raid. Raid--it hunts bugs down like radar and kills them dead. I don't know how you can kill something without making it dead, but I guess the Raid people want you to know that the bugs are dead after using their product. Shouldn't Raid make some Sci-fi movies so they could sell more of their products? Those people at Raid aren't marketing geniuses, are they?
I was watching a Tom and Jerry cartoon, and I noticed that the cat (I think he is the Tom part of the duo) is constantly out-smarted by the rat (Jerry). I could have the names mixed up because I was paying far more attention to the activites they were involved in, and a dog doesn't always have time to get the names. Anyway, if I were a cat, I would be very annoyed at this cartoon. I know cats aren't as smart as dogs, but to be out-smarted by a rat is just wrong. Cats you have my sympathy. The media is depicting you in such a bad light. Poor Sylvester never gets the bird no matter how hard he tries. I know Tweety looks sweet, but he is a bird, and to those of you who read my entries, you know how evil birds are and how much I hate them. Tweety is probably stealing my snow right now, and that is why January has been warmer the usual. Sylvester, catch that lousy little bird and eat him. Anyway, I think you cats need to hire a better agent. If I had an agent who got me parts like that, I would turn him into smashed agent guts (remember the song about the ant).
Since I live in Michigan, I have been preparing for the primary here. I plan to beat all the candidates because we all know that the best men for the job is a dog. If you live in Michigan, vote Demon Flash Bandit for president.
Demon Flash Bandit (Bugs had better run)
January 13th 2008 10:53 am
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I've noticed that January would be a bleak month if it weren't for the lovely winter weather. October has Halloween, a time when a resourceful dog can get some candy. Thanksgiving is in November when you get to kill turkeys plus I have my birthday in November so I get toys and treats. December is the ultimate in gifts and candy, Christmas. Then you have January. There is no major gift giving or treat eating occasion in January. As I previously stated, if it wasn't for having wonderful weather, it would be one of the worst months in the year. This year it actually got warm here last week so now I can't even trust Jan. to have wonderful weather. My solution to this is that I told Mommy Jan. now has a special gift and treat giving day. I am calling it Dog Day, and all the humans have to give us stuff. I think it should be declared a National Holiday. For any cats who happen to reading it, get over yourselves. We don't want a Cat Day. You cats are already snobby enough. When your humans come home after a hard day, you won't see a cat knocking them down to kiss them, and humans love it when you jump on them and knock them down.
I don't normally mention sports because the only sports worth bothering with are fetch, jumping on furniture and playing tug of war. Humans get a ball and act stupid with it. I think it is now football season. It has a stupid name because the ball is not shaped like a foot. It isn't even shaped like a paw. It involves 2 teams who fight over the ball. None of them even bother to put it in their mouths which all us dogs know is the proper way to carry a ball. The goal is to put the ball between the proper goal post--and if you carry it to the wrong post, the crowd boo you and call you and idiot (like all of them aren't idiots for playing it in the first place). Then Half-Way through the game, all the players leave the field. Then the only good part of the game is on--something called half-time where marching bands come on the field and play music and usually do some interesting drills. I think the bands are the highlight of the game, and the football players are just there so the bands won't have to tire themselves out too much. Anyway, then the players come back and bore the crowd even more. When the game is over (which seems to take forever), the score shows whichever one won. Considering that the players tend to get injuries, I think the winners should be the team with the least injuries, but they don't even count them. The sad thing is that this game is very popular which shows how stupid the humans can be. They have special games like the Cotton Bowl and the Rose Bowl, and the ultimate in Bowls, the Super Bowl. The names are mis-leading because no one bowls (an entirely different game)--they still play football. I think they call them bowls because they are played in giant bowls. The Super Bowl is the Big Game for a lot of people. It is a little more interesting because only people from Krypton are allowed to play in it, and therefore, it is called Super Bowl in honor of their Super powers. It would be more interesting to watch if the players were allowed to fly, but flying is against the rules and will get the team dis-qualified. I do have a point to this rambling. The humans do not know how to have a good time. They can't even enjoy a game and have fun--they have to have rules and regulations, and someone has to win. Why can't they just play to have a good time? Isn't wrestling around in the mud more fun than most humans will ever have? I hope someday the humans learn to live more fun lives--like us dogs.
I do hope that everyone is enjoying a nice weekend. This is Demon Flash Bandit, signing out.
Demon Flash Bandit (Football is Boring)
January 12th 2008 10:35 am
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LIVE FROM THE COMPUTER: It's Saturday with Demon Flash Bandit. Somehow I thought that would sound a bit more interesting than it did. It works great for Saturday Night Live. Of course, they often have some celebrity saying it for them. Okay, I've thought about it for a couple of minutes, and I'm not going to bother to hire a celebrity to announce my diary entry. I guess it is just going to have to open the way I've opened it. I hate re-writing stuff anyway. My time is very valuable. I could be taking a nap.
I think Mommy plans to stay home today. I guess her life can't get much more boring than it already is. Last night she took William to the store. He had some emergency software to buy. No, it wasn't really an emergency, but to hear that computer geek describe it, you'd think it was a matter of life and death. Now he can edit movies or photos with some silly adobe stuff. Mommy really doesn't know what he is talking about half the time, so she just tells him it is nice, and lets him drone on about what it will do. You'd think he would realize that Mommy only has necessary software on the computer. She says it is complicated enough with what the company puts on there. She isn't planning to make it any more complicated. Jeff listens to cds while he is on the computer. Mommy hasn't mastered the art of listening to a cd while surfing the net. Does that kid really think Mommy will be able to do anything with software? He has far too much faith in Mommy's intelligence. I'm a dog, and I know Mommy is not a computer genius. I don't even think she really cares about it that much because I think she might actually be capable of learning, but she has to think it is worth the trouble.
Mommy drives me around in a mini-van, and I was having a discussion about it with Angel Zoom Smokey. On this one issue, we are in complete aggreement. Although we have nothing against the mini-van, we have decided that we want Mommy to buy a Lincoln limosine because we saw a limo, and it looked like fun to ride in plus we heard that they have food and stuff in the back. We could ride around and watch The Office, and have dog biscuits, and Mommy could drive it through Burger King to order my burgers. Angel and I decided that we deserve a limo. We shouldn't have to ride around in an ordinary mini-van when we would be so much happier munching milkbone in the back of a limo. Mommy said we can watch the Office and eat Milkbones in the van, but it just isn't the same. Angel and I want to ride around in style. I also happen to know that before Mommy got the mini-van, she was driving a Lincoln Continental. Flash, the bunny, and even the guinea pig got to ride in the Lincoln so Angel and I feel we are being cheated. Thus, we need a limo instead of an ordinary Lincoln. We feel it is appropriate since Daddy worked at the plant that made the Lincolns. We are quite sure he would want us to have a limo. We told Mommy all this, and you wouldn't believe her reaction. She said it was a great idea, and whenever Angel and I want to cough up the money for a limo, she will be at the dealership ordering one. We were both appalled at this reaction. Why should be have to pay for our car? Because we are resourceful dogs, Angel who recently learned about money said she is going to keep a watch at the toilet and try to get some brown cash before it is direct deposited at the bank. I am taking Mommy literally and I'm planning to cough up some cash. I wonder how long it will take us to get a limo. I'm thinking a month or so. I'll keep you posted.
Demon Flash Bandit (Dog Who Needs a Limo)
January 11th 2008 10:21 am
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Demon Flash Bandit reporting for duty writing my diary entry. It is sometime of day. The computer has lost the time so maybe time no longer exists, and I am in some kind of strange time limbo. Perhaps time has lost all meaning, and none of us will age anymore. Then again, maybe the computer is nuts. Perhaps it is just playing mind games with me. It knows I am smarter than it is and it has made the computer angry, and it is now turning into, I'm not telling anyone what time it actually is computer. It could be plotting with other computers to take over the world. It could cause mass panic--imagine a world where computers refuse to tell everyone the time. It is such a brilliant plan, but it has one little drawback. Computers, we also have clocks so we aren't totally dependent on you----YET. Now that I've thwarted the evil computer's plan, I will move on to a new subject.
I've noticed that we dogs never really get the credit we deserve. Sure, you leave a wet spot on the carpet, the humans will give us credit for that. (I suspect it is often the humans, and we are the scapegoats.) I was thinking about the old radio and tv show called The Lone Ranger. Sure, the Lone Ranger was an okay guy even if he did wear a mask. Since he is a good guy, I"m not quite sure why he needed to hide his identity. Maybe he couldn't make up his mind at first whether to be a good guy or a bad guy so he started wearing the mask "just in case", and it he thought it made him look good so it stayed. I also wonder just how good that mask was at hiding his identity. I think if he had dressed as a crayon or a horse, it would be more effective. Had he dressed as a horse, Tonto would have had to share the costume with him, and you know Tonto would have gotten the rear end of that deal. Anyway, that is what I wan'ted to bring up. Poor Tonto--he was always there at the Lone Ranger's side, and did he get the proper credit for what he did to help--no he did not. It is like the way us dogs are treated. We stand by the humans, but we don't get the proper credit. When you see the Oscars, is there an award for the best movie side kick. No, there is not. I think Tonto should have gotten a dog, named her Angel Zoom Smokey, and let her give the Lone Ranger some puppy slaps of justice. I'm sure she could slap some sense into the Lone Ranger. I just saw a banner ad for Universal Studios that said you can experience Jaws. Angel Zoom Smokey didn't tell me she had an engagement at Universal. In addition to Jaws, you can also get a puppy slap. It is one experience I wouldn't pay for. Are the people at Universal sane? I think they took out the Back to the Future Ride at the one in Orlando, and that was, in Mommy's opinion, the best ride they had. Now they are bringing in Jaws. I think a husky needs to take charge of that amusment part because the idiot running it is obviously dumber than a rock. Did they let George W. run Universal in addition to being president? It sounds like something he would come up with. Cheney, let's drop the Back to the Future Ride and bring in Jaws. It will train people to handle terrorists if they happen to use sharks for their next attack. He is still angry because of the popularity of Clinton's ride which will not admit anyone under the age of 21, and evidently is very popular. Batman knew how to handle sharks. In the tv movie, he happened to have shark repellent in his utility belt. If Universal were smart. they would sell shark repellent at the entrance to the ride. Cedar Point has a brilliant marketing plan before their Thunder Canyon ride. The ride gets you wet so they sell waterproof bags for your valuables before you get on the ride, and towels when you get off. They get my Demon Flash Bandit Brilliant Marketing Plan Award. How many places can come up with so many ways to make extra money? Congratulations Cedar Point. Now if only you would quit taking out every non-roller coaster ride to make room for yet another roller coaster, Mommy might actually visit you again. She has been boycotting Cedar Point because Mommy hates roller coasters, and she sees no reason why a park can't have all types of rides. If you really want to scare the teens, get a computer image of what they will look like in 50 years. Time (as computers know) is far more scary than any ride humans can think up.
Speaking of time, I've been on the computer long enough, and it is nap time.
I am wishing everyone a wonderful weekend.
Demon Flash Bandit (Time-Keeper)
January 10th 2008 9:48 am
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It was nice to get on dogster today and see my pal, Savannah Blue Belle was diary of the day. I remember how many new pals requests I got when I was diary of the day last November 21, so I bet she is going to be very busy answering pal requests. I'm so happy for her. She is a great pal. It is always nice to see one of your pals on the main page. She has had such a rough time lately taking care of the new hairball her Mommy brought home. My Mommy thought I needed company too. I think they should invent a robot puppy that you can enjoy playing with, but you can turn it off when it is time for your food, treats, and toys. Real puppies think they can take what is yours, and everything is mine. Last night Mommy came home with 4 new toys. She said 2 were for Angel and 2 were for me. My Demon Flash Bandit math said 4 toys were for me. I like my math better.
Mommy and Jeff went to see movies last night. Mommy saw P.S. I Love You, and Jeff went to see Waterhorse. It was nice to get the new toys when they came home.
I had a long chat with Jeff, and there are no miniature Burger King buildings in the basement so my dreams of ordering burgers at 3:00 am are over. I am so sad. Our local BK is open 24 hours a day so it is nice to know that Mommy can still drive me there at 3:00 am so I guess it is okay that there isn't one in the house. It would be far more convenient to walk into the computer room and order a burger. I'm only thinking of Mommy.
Savannah's brother, Samoa SunnyBear Belle, has made a Valentine for Angel and put it on his page. Now there is no living with the spoiled puppy. If I hear her brag about her Valentine one more time, I"m going to lose my Milkbone, and I'm going to lose them on her. HAHAHA
Angel wants to get on the computer. I think she plans on writing her boyfriend Sunny. Puppy love is so disgusting. Whoever said it was cute wasn't living with Angel Zoom Smokey.
Demon Flash Bandit (Pals With a Diary of the Day Dog)
January 9th 2008 10:14 am
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I'm back at the computer because it is time for me to impart my words of wisdom to all you dogs out there. Angel Zoom Smokey has actually written 2 diary entries since I wrote mine. It is amazing because she has been so busy helping Jeff with his stand up comedy. I guess she found some spare time to write. I know she enjoys talking to all the dogs in the world. I read her entries, and today she is complaining about Disney. You'd think she would be nicer to the Disney studios since they hired some of her relatives for Snow Dogs and Eight Below. She does approve of those movies. She thinks the old cartoon movies are CGI movies. She is still a puppy, and doesn't realize that they didn't have computer animation when those movies were made.
Jeff has been in the basement again. Mommy says she thinks he is bringing everything in the basement to the main floor and he puts it in the room with the computer where a dog is supposed to work. Luckily, we dogs don't mind messy rooms. I am a bit offended because there is a McDonalds building in here, and I would prefer a Burger King building. I don't know how they expect to operate a McDonalds from such a small building. I guess there must be a way because it has the golden arches and everything. I'm going to discuss it with Jeff and ask him if he can find me a Burger King building in the basement so I can order a burger whenever I feel like it. If I want one at 4:00 am, I could just walk in and ask for a burger. Wouldn't that be great? Maybe I should go to the basement and see what is down there, but I never go to the basement. Mommy carried me down there twice when I was a puppy, but I didn't like it, and I've never went down the stairs on my own.
Mommy went by the store yesterday, and bought us more Milkbones, and of course, she stopped at Burger King for our dinner. Angel didn't want any burgers because she was eating some dog food. I don't know what is wrong with her--she chose dog food over BK. I think she needs her taste buds checked. Anyway, the extras are in the fridge so I know I have dinner even if the weather gets too bad to go out to get them.
Our weather got surprisingly warm for January, and it really annoyed Angel and me. Something has got to be done with those birds and their snow stealing. I hope when I become president that there is still time to deal with those little flying rodents. I hate birds.
Demon Flash Bandit (Dog Who Prefers BK)
January 8th 2008 8:57 am
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Jeff read my dairy entry yesterday, and he pointed out that The Hulk was green because he was exposed to gamma radiation. The radiation made his adrenalin become extremely overactive which is why he became so muscular, and it also made him green. I say that if he had been exposed to gamma radiation, he would probably have cancer or be dead. It still doesn't explain why he got stronger and turned green. There is an interesting side note--he used to turn gray. I don't know what is scarier--the Hulk and his story or the fact that Jeff knows so many details. He also pointed out that the Fantastic Four were each exposed to the same thing, and each developed a different power. If you ask me, the Thing got the raw end of that deal. I do think the invisible power would be nice to have. I could go raid the candy, and Mommy wouldn't be able to see me. She would just think that a chocolate bar is flying through the house, and there would be no need to bother it because who in their right mind is going to mess with a flying candy bar? What is it decides to start shooting almonds at you for messing with it. It is not wise to mess with flying candy. Then I could sit down and enjoy the candy because I'd know it isn't really flying, but no one could see me because I'm invisible.
I'm looking around the room while I type on the computer, and it looks like a toy store in here, and not one squeaky anywhere. The humans have lousy taste in toys. There is one clown doll that has some sort of sock in his hand. Mommy said he used that to hit the children he was "entertaining" because he wasn't one of those typical clowns you normally see. He was on a prison release work program. His name is Homey and he used to be on a tv show called In Living Color. Mommy said he was a very cool clown, and Mommy thought he was hilarious. I notice that Mommy has his high enough so that Angel Zoom Smokey, or Puddles as she is lovingly called, can't reach him. The think I'm wondering is who would win in a fight--Homey or Angel Zoom Smokey with her puppy slaps of justice. If I were betting, I'd put my money on Angel Zoom Smokey. I've been the victim of those puppy slaps of justice, and she is very good with puppy slaps.
I haven't left for New Hampshire yet. It shouldn't take long. I'll talk to the 5 or 6 people who live there, and then I'll enjoy some delightful winter weather. I hope they have snow. I can't understand why there is such an important primary in a state that isn't as big as my paw on the map. I don't question such things because the humans are really silly so I know there isn't a logical answer. If I have to go to Rhode Island, that should be even quicker. I also wonder why those states are so small. Mass. should be really angry. After their large role in the revolution, all they got is a small amount of land. You'd think they would have demanded more land. Penn. and Virginia got a nice chunk and Mass. really got cheated. I'd also like to know why Texas is so huge. Did they just get tired of carving states into little pieces by then or (this is my theory) did no one want to actually go there to do the surveying necessary to carve it into smaller states? Texas was its own country before it became a state. I think it was called Don't Mess With Texas. Was it called the Lone Star state because there was only one sheriff in the entire state? Perhaps they could only afford one badge? I hope the people in Texas have a sense of humor. Mommy knows they do because she has relatives there, and they have to have a sense of humor to have sent George W. to the White House. He is a very funny guy. Its too bad he didn't decide to go into stand up comedy instead of politics. He would be far more successful in comedy--and the country would be in much better shape. I hate to even think how much work there is going to be for me to do.
I hope all you dogs out there have a nice day, and if you live in Texas, I hope you aren't a husky because it is way too hot there for a husky--my opinion.
Demon Flash Bandit (Dog With Ideas)
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