A cat walked into the dogs kennel thinking

A cat walked into the dogs kennel thinking he left but once she walked inside she saw the dog. The dog stood up and

barked at first, but then the dog just looked at the cat. The dog was a female golden retriever. She loved people and also loved other animals. The only thing she feared was

a pandas anus. This was due to a childhood incident involving a panda sitting on her face. She knew the only way to confront her fear was to face it. She flew to China and found

that Panda Face-sitting was an accepted means of beautification by some circles and that she had a particularly attractive panda sat face. So she'd saved her face by having it sat

on once a week, while she was also getting her weekly mani-pedi. Sure, she was a bit high maintenance. Even she'd admit that. But the Panda Face-Sitting truly erased her wrinkles.

But what they don't write on the Face-Sitting Panda box is that it can be addictive. The skin on her face tightened so much her mouth stretched across her face Joker-style. The pan

fired calamari was smelling just wonderful. I set a summer table for two. Hot August nights in the Mediterranean are so romantic. I worried that her tight face skin would

Peel like an onion when the subway slasher was roaming the subway stations at rush hour. The calamari were too poisonous for any subway slasher, so she was left alone and went home

every night and cried herself to sleep. Why couldn't a calamari ever be an action movie star? Through her tears she could already see the movie posters, her name the biggest.