Dog? What dog?
9 days later, and you can barely tell. Mad props to the plastic surgeon. (I just wanted to say "mad props;" I haven't gotten my quota of that in yet this month.) The saddest part of the whole experience? The sorry excuse for a mustache that I shaved off this morning after 9 days of trying to grow one. Puberty's gonna hit any day now...
Oh, just for comparison:
Oh, just for comparison:
posted by Chris at 11:23 PM
4 Comments:
Looks like it's healed nicely.
btw, whatever became of the dog?
I beat it until it choked on its own blood.
which one of those pictures is you?
Statistically speaking, it's most likely to be the one holding the martini.
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