February 20, 2012

February 18, 2012

February 18, 2012

January 27, 2012
Sorry to ruin your dinner

Dear anonymous Marshfield dog owner,

I am really sorry to ruin your dinner but I’ve had it with your irresponsible behavior. I am sick of being abandoned on Marshfield, whether it rains, pours or snows. When does it end? Whom are you trying to fool? I’ve had it with those fancy Danish clogs and rain boots stepping on me. It hurts, you know. I know that I wasn’t born a glamorous thing to deal with. Give me a break: I am not asking you to use me as a facial mask. All I am saying is if you persist on abandoning me on this street, you are going to lower the property values. If you don’t think that I can come back to haunt you. Think twice!

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January 27, 2012
Health Warning

Once again, Johny did the job he gets paid to do in one of our voracious institutions. Once again, he got punished for doing his job with a disgusting smelly sickening pizza party and a gluttonous donuts tray.

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January 15, 2012
One day you’ll ask me: “How are you doing today?” and you just won’t give a shit about how I’m really doing. By then, it will be too late since you’ll be receiving the answer to your question: “In this particular establishment, I’m doing just like a 120 years old Beluga Sturgeon caviar from the Caspian Sea in a turd sandwich. Satisfied?” 
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One day you’ll ask me: “How are you doing today?” and you just won’t give a shit about how I’m really doing. By then, it will be too late since you’ll be receiving the answer to your question: “In this particular establishment, I’m doing just like a 120 years old Beluga Sturgeon caviar from the Caspian Sea in a turd sandwich. Satisfied?” 

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