tim@teldata.UUCP (Tim Rosmus) (11/03/83)
Everybody who has a dog calls him Rover or Boy. I call mine "Sex".
Now, Sex has been very embarrassing to me. When I went to city hall to
renew his dog license, I told the clerk I would like a license for Sex. He
said, "I'd like to have one too". Then I said, but this is a dog. He said
he didn't care what she looked like. Then I said you don't understand,
I've had Sex since I was nine years old. He said I must have been quite a
kid.
When I got married and went on my honeymoon, I took the dog with me. I
told the motel clerk that I wanted a room for my wife and me, and a room
for Sex. He said that every room in the place was for sex. I said, you
don't understand, Sex keeps me awake at night. The clerk said, "me too".
One day I entered Sex in a contest, but before the competition began,
the dog ran away. Another contestant asked me why I was just standing
there looking around. I told him I had planned to have Sex in the contest.
He told me to sell tickets. But you don't understand, I said, I had hoped
to have Sex on TV. He called me a showoff.
When my wife and I seperated, we went to court to fight for custody of
the dog. I said, Your Honor, I had Sex before I was married. The judge
said, "me too". Then I told him that after I was married Sex left me. He
said, "me too".
Last night Sex ran off again. I spent hours looking around town for
him. A cop came over to me and asked, "what are you doing in this alley at
4:00 in the morning?" I said I was looking for Sex. My case comes up
Friday.