The other evening I led the dogs along a tricky part of a dark sidewalk along Burnside. A young lady in a car shouted, “Your dog is possessed!” as she passed. Well, thanks, but which one? Some people don’t know how to give advice.
Or perhaps she is some obscure breed of troublemaker given to shouting weirdness at
random passersby, then searching the intertubes for evidence that someone has posted
about their provocations. In which case I have fallen into a trap and human free will
must be re-examined.
omg. “Some people don’t know how to give advice.” Hilarious.