walking downtown, I saw a little girl standing at a bus stop with a dog sitting behind her. One of those small, wiry Heinz 57 brand dogs... but, cute. Like Toto.
I asked the girl, "does your dog bite?"
"No, mister. My dog NEVER bites."
So I reached down to pet the dog and it lit into me like a hungry dog on a steak.
"OW!" the dog ran off. "I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOUR DOG DOESN'T BITE!" I yelled at the girl.
Calmly she replied, "That ain't my dog, mister," and darn if the bus didn't come right then, she got on, and I just stood there, bleeding at the bus stop.
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