Chickens in the Basement

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Showing posts with label How come?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label How come?. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

How Come...

How come Riley Dog turns tail and runs whenever he walks in on me when I'm about to get in the shower? Does he think I have removed my fur? Does he want to leave the room before he gags? Is he laughing?
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How come the baggage claim area in RDU Airport smells like somebody peed in every potted plant in the room? Wouldn't it show up on one of the video cameras if someone relieved himself that often in the potted plants? Am I the only person who smells it?
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How come I always thought Riley Dog was a yellow dog until I forced him to suffer through a long soapy bath (I let him keep his fur on) and he dried off red?
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Just wondering...