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[slammerkinbabe]

Dude. People... I... what the fuck?

λ's CELL PHONE: ::ring ring!::
λ: Hello?
LADY: This is Susan from next door. Your dog is in my yard again.
λ: ...I don't have a dog. I think you have the wrong number.
LADY: Well, maybe it's your cat, but it's in my yard.
λ No, I live in an apartment building. You have the wrong number.
LADY: Well, maybe it's downstairs. I'm on the third floor.
λ: What?
LADY: Just get your damn cat out of my yard!
λ: ::is staring at both Basil and Ariadne, curled up quite comfortably together on the end of the bed:: My cat is not in your yard. Look, where do you live?
LADY: I live at fucking [address redacted, though I don't really know why I'm extending her this consideration], and I want you to get your fucking DOG -
λ: ::click::

Lady. Is it a dog or a cat? Is it in the yard or downstairs? And we Googled your address, and you're either in Ohio or friggin' Australia. So again, I ask you: what the fuck?

Comments

I immediately thought of this...

[baroque-n-roll.livejournal.com]

One fine day, there was a woof and a purr.
A baby was born and it caused a little stir.
No blue buzzard, no three eyed frog,
Just a feline/canine little CatDog.

CatDog!
CatDog!
Alone in the world is the little CatDog!

I hope I'm not the only one who remembers that show.

Re: I immediately thought of this...

[orimornie.livejournal.com]

LMAO

So did I :)