I’m 99% certain that dog speakeasies exist in New York; I’ve just never been invited to them. Gonna try to get on a regular schedule for these. We’ll see how that goes.
Huh did I not write anything for this one? Well hey, I think the point is well taken that I do not approve of running blindly through the streets and just bumping into people. VERY. RUDE.
Who goes Nazi? Turns out it’s everyone who’s ever stepped in poop.
Little known fact: society is already run by trendy dog breeds. If you don’t believe me just search for it online and I’m sure you’ll find an InfoWars rant about how they are the downfall of society and how it’s because of their high soy diet.
Man sometimes people just need to butt out. You are not helping, dog owner with bad practices!
I think the least realistic part of this whole story is that people in Brooklyn would stop and pay attention to some random nutto yell about dog poop.
Thank you for suspending your disbelief.
These first few are going to post fast! And then? Long delays! Hooray!
In the realm of life’s little tragedies, stepping in sidewalk dog doo ranks up there with missing the bus or chatting with your crush only to find spinach in your teeth after. It ruins your whole day!
The saga begins! This is a project I’ve been picking away at for awhile. Let’s see where it takes us.