I don't know there are a lot of dogs in the world, this guy happens to look like...
[Freddy waves a hand over Mister Dog to indicate, well, the way he looks. Big brown and kind of spotty with a broad head and big face. Just the kind of dog Lawrence Dimick would like, a truck.]
You'd sing a different fuckin' tune if he was a poodle.
[Right? Don't deny it, Dimmy. Freddy shakes his head. Hey what's going on up there? Looks like the (20-something year old) brat. Yanking the dog back and forth makes it whine and snap at the girl because she must be the reason his owner is being mean to him right?? No blood or anything but it only increases the yelling and screaming and slapping from her claw-like nails.]
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[Freddy waves a hand over Mister Dog to indicate, well, the way he looks. Big brown and kind of spotty with a broad head and big face. Just the kind of dog Lawrence Dimick would like, a truck.]
You'd sing a different fuckin' tune if he was a poodle.
[Right? Don't deny it, Dimmy. Freddy shakes his head. Hey what's going on up there? Looks like the (20-something year old) brat. Yanking the dog back and forth makes it whine and snap at the girl because she must be the reason his owner is being mean to him right?? No blood or anything but it only increases the yelling and screaming and slapping from her claw-like nails.]
Huh.