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My dog is no longer on this planet
Last night, a bright light came into my room and stole my dog.
I thought I would have the last laugh because I installed a nanosize produced Global Positioning System tracking interstellar longwave water-proof atomic broadcaster into my dogs brain, or in short, GPS.
So I go to my pet tracking service, http://www.globalpetfinder.com/ and type in my account. For the 3 minutes that it tracks the earth for my dog, I am sharpening my baseball bat-turned-spear with my machete.
Bessie gave me this dog for free. I told Bessie, I told her "I says to you Bessie, I says 'This my dog now. You says to me you says 'this you dog, you have it for me, I says.' So I says to her, I says, 'Next time you try to take my dogs from me, I'ma cut yo head off bitch!'"'".
That's when Global Pet Finder gives me the coordinates for my dog, NWA-187U.N.D.E.R.C.O.V.E.R.C.O.P.192.168.0.1
So I put it in Google Maps, with an unsuccessful find, what the fuck?
Then I put it Google Earth, with an unsuccessful find, what the fuck?
Dazed, confused and hungry (I was going to to McDonalds after I found my dog), I went to Google Moon.
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Everything is beautiful. Let the music carry you. Baby I will follow you forever. Nowhere else I'd rather be when you're lying next to me. Let the music carry us together.
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