I had a dog fake me out for a year. He got very sick and put on steroids. So sick he had to be helped to lay down and get back up. Over time he got better but still had trouble with stairs. I would pick up the 80 lb dog and carry him down stairs so that he wouldn't fall down them to go out to the backyard.

About a year into this, I let the dogs out. I opened the door and instead of watching them go (as was normal) I went back inside for my coffee and smokes. As I turned back to the door, I see the fucking faker jauntily trot down the stairs.

My ex later asked why I yelling outside that morning and told him the story of our bullshit faker dog.

bubbl 🫧

Ha envejecido mal la serie

Shut up and take my coin

Cant believe they fit 3 acts into one minuteq