My immediate thought was I hope he “walked” him before coming in.
(“Curb you dog” originally meant in the restrain sense of curb, not make it go in the gutter.)
I prefer Prostituties®. The don’t go “snap, crackle, pop”; they just lay there and bang.
Festivus, the “holiday” that was too stupid for Kramer to sit through.
Nice to include how it’s plugged in.
You hate accuracy?
She could stop an atomic clock.
My thought exactly.
You’re new ‘round here, aren’t you?