"The tragically ludicrous, the ludicrously tragic."
Sunday, June 22, 2008
At the Kennel-Owners Association Meeting.
Once the chatter died down, Edwina cleared her throat and made herself heard: "Well. I don't know how you all feel about it," she said icily, "but frankly, I don't care much for the thought of those breeds of dog moving into the kennel beside mine." She was only saying what they were all thinking.
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