Re:Answer a question/Ask a question 15 Years, 5 Months ago
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When my son was born we bought him a dog. A dog that looked just like Lassie. Since his dog was male, we named it Lasso. When my son was 2 we attended church one Sunday. It was a very small Church and our Preacher was a very nice man, so I invited him to Sunday dinner at our house. After dinner we all went out to the backyard. Now my son, cute as a button, couldnt say "L"s very well, but I had forgotten to explain that to the Preacher. He stood proudly on the deck with his dog, when Lasso spotted something and took off in a run. My son stomped his foot and began shouting for Lasso to return. But minus the "L" off his dogs name and it sounded just like he was yelling "asshole, asshole, asshole"
Yeeee Hawwww!
