Oh dear, I made friends with a really cute golden retreiver puppy this morning. I don't normally talk to dogs but I stopped and said hello and tickled him and such. As I walked away he didn't seem very pleased. Then I noticed he was happier than most normal puppies really should be, in the trouser department. I wanted to die really, I think it was a bit of a metaphor for my love life.
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