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The Goob

Animals are funny things. I have a dog and he's hilarious while being a pain in the butt at the same time. He's a dachshund named Keyser, for the Usual Suspects. But somehow I find myself not calling him by his actual name, which is dumb because I know he knows his name. He looks at me when I say it, so I know he must recognize it. Anyway, I find myself calling him by stupid nicknames instead of his name a lot. Last year about this time in was Munskin, or some variation of it, don't want to get into it, because it sounds a lot more retarded than I'm making it out to be. Now, it some variation of Goober, like Gooby, Goobs, Goobinski or Goobastank (after all, when he's under my bed he really is "Crawling in the Dark," ha ha).

Current Music - Everclear "When It All Goes Wrong Again"



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