How about chowawa on a stick, at least there are no leftovers. Now I know what those were in that plate in the pictures, at first I thought perhaps pork ribs, but now I see that they were greyhound ribs.....fresh cleaned, washed off in the street and fried to perfection...oop's there goes my lunch agian...:icon_eek:
Apparently, those are the humain society dogs. When they pet their dogs, it's not for love or affection, they just want to find out how much meat is on there bones....:icon_cheesygrin:
This brings up hundreds of dog and cat jokes to mind....willy are you eating this stuff? I think I'd hang out at the fish market.....
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On second thought, I'll bring a sack lunch....:icon_cheesygrin:
On third thought, who wants to marry a chinese woman who on the full moon, gets out of bed and opens the window and starts howling at the moon.....
Or has to have a flea bath every 30 days
I couldn't stand all the panting and scratching all the time, and don't forget you have to let them out to go when they scatch at the door.
and don't forget all the newspaper you'll have to use to house break them....and the vet bills....LOL LOL :icon_cheesygrin::icon_cheesygrin::icon_cheesygrin:
