DAY 1: Today I go to China. I shit on airplane, but that's okay, because I eat it again. I buy SARS mask. I do not want SARS. I love Chinese dogs in heat. Finger is right, Asians are better, their asses smell so much nicer, arf.
DAY 2: Today I walk in China. Everybody look like me now. They do not want Sars, like me. But today I get SARS. I drink water from same bowl with dog who has SARS.
DAY 3: Today I cannot smell my own ass. I cannot smell dogs in heat. Bad day, I will stay in hotel and lick my balls.
DAY 4: Today I barf all over hotel. Hotel throw me out on the street. Now I am stray Spike. I take off my SARS mask now, so I will infect every other dog.
DAY 5:
Today I died from SARS. My owner, Bryan, sold my body to McDonald's for $25. My trip was fun, I recommend it.
