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A Dog Called Sex
Usually anyone who owns a dog calls his dog something like Rover, Spot or Rex. Well called mine Sex. Well, Sex can be a very embarrassing name as you will see. Please let me share some adventures with you. One day when I took Sex for a walk he ran away from me. I spent hours looking for that dog. A police officer came along and asked me what I was doing in an alley at 4 am in the morning. I said, "I'm looking for Sex.” My case comes up next Tuesday. When I went to the Town Hall to get a dog License, for Sex the Clerk asked me what I wanted so I told him a license for Sex and he said he would like to have one too. When I said, "but this is a dog" he said he did not care what she looked like. I said. "You don't understand, I've had Sex since I was 2 years old.” He replied, "You must have been a strong boy!” When I decided to get married I told the minister that we wanted to have Sex at the wedding. He told me we would have to wait until after the ceremony. I said. |
"But Sex has played a big part in my life, and my
whole life revolves around Sex.” He said “he did not want to hear about my
personal life and would not marry us in his church.” I told him everyone
coming to the wedding, would enjoy having Sex there. When my wife and I separated, we went to court to fight for custody of the dog. I said "Your honour, I had Sex before I was married” and the judge said "me too.” When I told him that after I was married, Sex had left me he said “me too.” Well now I have been thrown in jail, married, divorced and have had more damn troubles than I ever bargained for with that damn dog. Why just the other day when I went for my first session with the Psychiatrist. She asked me "what seems to be the trouble"? I replied, "well Sex has died and left my life and it's like losing a best friend and it’s so lonely.” The doctor looked at me and said. "Mister you and I both know that Sex isn’t a mans best friend so get yourself a DOG.” |
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One trip we went on we camped at Lake Keepit near Tamworth N/S/W. One night just after midnight, a not so gentle zephyr started to blow from the West. I was fast asleep in my van when I was awoken by Kevin who was in a state of panic that the wind would blow his tent down. Kevin was running around saying, "The wind is going to blow my tent down. Look, at that tent over there. It just blew down." This went on all night keeping every one awake. The next morning, after the storm, although his was the only tent still standing, he was not happy. anon. |
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Updated on 04/05/2008