Yesterday.....
Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 3:38 pm
Yesterday I was at my local Tesco buying a large bag of Purina dog food for my loyal pet, Kite the Wonder Dog and as I was in the checkout line a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant?
Since I was on holiday and had little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, but I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I woke up in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your trouser pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's arse and a car hit us both.
I thought the bloke behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard.
Tesco won't let me shop there anymore.
What did she think I had, an elephant?
Since I was on holiday and had little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, but I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I woke up in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your trouser pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's arse and a car hit us both.
I thought the bloke behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard.
Tesco won't let me shop there anymore.
