Part of me wants to ream you out for bringing your dog into Walmart. The other part of me thinks that dog just looks like your college bro constantly joking around and dogging on you so I’m kinda impressed actually.
You see that hunters? Now you don’t even have to shoot the damn things yourself! Walmart really does have it all for Hunting Season / Scare-All-The-Little-Kids-When-They-See-Dead-Bambi-In-A-Shopping-Cart Season.
I hope someone got a picture of that monkey shitting down the front of your shirt. Then I could plug it in right there and print myself out a nice blanket to remember what a jackass you are for bringing your monkey into Walmart.
Is this the male equivalent of a crazy cat lady? A one man wolf pack? If not, it should be.