One day I will go to Dallas to see the rodeos.

One day I will go to Dallas to see the rodeos.

the rodeos will be seen by me every week. I like see the bulls fallen by bull fighters (alba)

The old geezers in their hats, who are seen at the dog races, have a blast. Madame Dujardin liked such spectacles too. She took me there and got me hooked. That was long ago. Now,

I have to race the dogs to pay the bills.It's not so bad:I have a little corner in the stable and get 3 meals a day,mostly chicken parts.I'm good.Not dog-good,but once even made 5t

ons of dog "fertilizer" by letting the dogs hit the buffet. I can sell

10th to perform the brain transfer, randomly select an inmate from C section and pick up a Wall Street banker for the procedure. I'll be having my nails done that morning. Lavender

nail polish ought to look good with my new lavender lab coat, which I have found doesn't show brain surgery stains as much as the pink one does. After the surgery I'll have lunch

With that hottie taxidermist. The surgery done, I go to her office, to see two giant dead stitched up rats holding her hostage. I'd left my scalpal behind. As a brain surgeon I

had no choice but to back away, hop back into my Mercedes, and out of her life forever. I hope she escaped those nasty dead rats. Oh well. Gotta get back to the hospital...stat!