Dr Johnson's Toast of the Coast
The innermost thoughts of Johnson, the dog raconteur.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
From hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee. Ye damned whale.
Moby Dick
Woof, woof, yip, yip, grr, grr, I'll fight you to the death Mr Whale.
No one invades my back yard on my watch!
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