Police Dogs
by Steve West on March 26, 2022
Recent conversation with Brenda:
Brenda: How was your day?
Me: It was going so well until I got chased by a police dog.
Brenda: Oh, sweet lord, why was a police dog chasing you?
Me: I'm not sure. Maybe it was the Beggin' Strips t-shirt I was wearing.
Brenda: I told you that shirt was ridiculous.
Me: Whatever. But as a Public Service Announcement, if you're being chased by a police dog, try not to go through a tunnel, then onto a little see-saw, then jump through a ring of fire. Apparently, they're trained for that.
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