Any news story involving climatic disaster and wild dog attacks is automatically a win, but when it ends in the word “doomed” you know you have a keeper.
The dingo ate my city.
It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad, max
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Yeah, that’s a keeper..
See ya in Hell, pal. lol
~M~
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if only those dogs knew about
TRADER JOE’S FROZEN MANGO CHUNKS
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These then are the signs of the times:
‘roos looking for water
packs of wild dogs
SINGLE WOMEN LEAVING THE CITY
That puts a crimp on the fearless “when the world ends I want to be fucking” attitude.
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