Moments ago, I was chillin' on the sofa watching Sex in the City on one of the HBOs (does it really matter which?) and my dog Chico (he's a sheltie) jumped up next to me and sat down. Well, um, he put his front paws in a bad place...my crotch...look chico, I love you, but unlike you, I have balls. Never do that again, bad dog.
Kevin, dogs are still better than cats.