
I was dating the D.J. of a swanky club. He had his dog with him, a black lab named Cherry Pie, and everyone kept tripping over her because she was laying right outside the booth. Imagine trying to see a black dog in a dark club! Being the good girlfriend that I am I told him I'd take Cherry Pie home and he could meet me later... and not to worry, I knew he was sleeping around. Apparently I'm more forgiving in my dreams than I am in real life.
-jbs
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