Sick Puppy

There are some real sick puppies out there. Most people will meet a few hacks in their time, a couple phonies. But if your lucky, well if you consider getting squashed by a fridge from the 18th story window of your favorite office building, to be, lucky. Then you might just meet a bonified, real deal, sick puppy. Arf is one of them.

A casual fan might define a sick puppy as a dictator, a sadist, some freak with a bag of cats in their basement. But that misses the magic, the nuance, the ick without the pup if you catch my drift. A sick puppy, according to yours truly, a life long sick puppy groupie and henchman extraoridinaire. Is style, it’s the elegant placement of a thumbtack in Kitties genuine leather lazy boy. So just enough is poking out to zing her left rump cheek, but not enough to make her sit someplace else. A sick puppy hides Ted’s keys in the ice box. So one day they jingle out into a ice cold glass of water. By all means Genghis Khan is a legend. I repeat Genghis Khan is a legend. Buts he’s no sick puppy. Ghengis has got no class. He tried to take over the world. Talk about beating us over the head with it. Humpf, but I digress, A real Sick puppy, wants to watch something squirm. And it doesnt have to be someone fancy who’s squirmin. Sick puppies are very… chartitable, in that way. And Arf, Arf my friends is addicted to the squirm.