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Tuesday, 03 October 2017


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Yes but the dog seems border line satisfied to be there?

I can't decide if the dog is thinking, "Get me the fck outta here!" or singing, "Heaven... I'm in heaven, and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak ...".

"And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak ...,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek."

Actually they are about to be sent to New Zealand as mail order brides. The dog is rightly terrified that it might be sent as well.


Good one mate!

A caption is, "When you lie on your résumé about having experience as a sheepdog".

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