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Friday, August 11, 2006

Play the odds.

Never gamble against mad dogs.

9 comments:

Zara said...

Very wise warning. Great drawing!

marcisenders said...

Cute!

claudine hellmuth said...

ha! great!

Janet said...

Ha! Thanks for the warning!

Chichi Parish said...

haha

Dogs have high pouncability factor....don't they just...
they are also quite capable of gobbling up their master or mistress, once dead.
I think a lot of humans are dogs in disguise...what sort of dog are you apart from a cow dog? do you have a nice collar?
signed
miniature pink pooch withpink diamante collar and a nice ting-a-lingy bell

your blog is hilarious.

murphy girl said...

that's risky business!

bill zeman said...

ah he thinks he's won!

Marco Antonio SepĂșlveda said...

Como siempre tu trabajo es muy bueno.

Saludos.

Princess Pepper Cloud said...

Dire Wolf

In the timbers to Fennario, the wolves are running round,
The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet 'neath the ground.
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.

I sat down to my supper, 'twas a bottle of red whisky,
I said my prayers and went to bed, that's the last they saw of me.
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.

When I awoke, the Dire Wolf, six hundred pounds of sin,
Was grinning at my window, all I said was "Come on in".
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.

The Wolf came in, I got my cards, we sat down for a game.
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades, but the cards were all the same.
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.

In the backwash of Fennario, the black and bloody mire,
The Dire Wolf collects his dues, while the boys sing 'round the fire.
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.
No, no, no don't murder me. I beg of you,
Don't murder me. Please, don't murder me.
-the dead