<special K's dog was put down today...TXTs follow>
Special K: The vet is due in 35 minutes.
<40 minutes later>
It is finished.
b1-66er: RIP.
How's the fam?
K: Mostly ok. Occasionally crying.
b1: Sure.
What's the next plan? Immediate replacement or "wait"?
K: Wait. She was Momma K's dog, it's her call.
b1: What was the last thing you said to the dog?.
K: I think "goodbye" or maybe "you owe me about 22 grand".
b1: DON'T JOKE ABOUT YOUR DOG'S DEATH WHEN I'M WAITING FOR A TABLE AT MY FAVORITE LV RESTAURANT.
K: Alright. What restaurant?
b1: Rírá Irish pub.
40% off for locals Fridays.
Best corned beef I've ever had (they cure their own).
Even though I don't eat it anymore.
K: Great.
I had a bagel dog.
Ohhh, my favorite.
When she died, Barbara said the Mourner's Kaddish to herself.
I have the damn Shannon dead dog song in my head now.
b1: I DIDN'T KNOW THAT WAS A DOG SONG!
Shannon is dead and gone
I hope she's drifting out to sea!
K: Shannon was Carl Wilson's dog.
The Casey Kasem "dead dog dedication" was about this song!
b1: Jesus.
b1: I nearly spewed my steel cut oatmeal bread across the table, in front of velveteen masks.
K: Wowowowow. I love telling you something new.
b1: I HATE that you might know something i don't...
...that's not about Jews.
That's why i hate that you work at G...
...The thing that makes me more comfortable is i know you don't pay attention...
...I'VE SEEN THE DATA!
K: Right?
b1: I know, right? Like chillax.
I SWEAR to you this just came up in my "suggested" queue.
