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talking dogs


Walking home from that piano bar last night near King’s Cross a spiky haired man and greasy haired woman were crouched over their big eyed dog. The man was peering into the dog’s eyes and saying: “we don’t eat food from the ground. We only eat food from mummy and daddy. Repeat we only eat food from mummy and daddy.”

Some people really believe their dogs can talk.


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