I know. It's been awhile. I still have a couple of major projects that I'm working on. So I haven't had enough time to post any more of the Pug's adventures. Not yet, anyway.
But I do appreciate your loyalty in checking back frequently, and even your pestering for a new post I find endearing. So allow me to share one of my favorite jokes (slightly modified), from Drew Carey (one of the funniest comics ever, after CrashTest of course) and his book, "Dirty Jokes and Beer - Stories of the Unrefined".
There's a Pug who lives in The Great Southwest. One morning, he hears a voice in his head. The voice says, "Quit your job, sell your house, take all of your money, and go to Las Vegas."
He ignores the voice.
Later in the day, he hears the voice again. "Quit your job, sell your house, take all of your money, and go to Las Vegas."
Again, he ignores the voice.
Soon he hears the voice every minute of the day. "Quit your job, sell your house, take all of your money, and go to Las Vegas."
He can't take it anymore. He believes the voice. He quits his job, sells his house, takes all of his money, and flies to Las Vegas. As soon as he gets off the plane, the voice says, "Go to Caesar's Palace."
He goes to Caesar's Palace.
The voice says, "Make your way to the roulette table."
He goes to the roulette table.
The voice says, "Put all of your money on Red 23."
He puts all of his money on Red 23.
The dealer spins the wheel. It comes up Black 17.
The voice says, "Fuck."
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