Friend 1: “Yo boys, get your socks off. We are gonna have us a dog fight!”
Friend
2: “What!? No bro… put your dogs away. Not today!”
Friend 3: “Yo bro..you know it’s Tyler’s third year anniversary of finding out he has diabetes!”
Friend 1: “
Sorry boys.. just thought I’d lighten up the mood.
Friend
2: “Well it’s a little fucked up that you’d even think that’s appropriate knowing Tyler’s toe been cut off THREE YEARS AGO!”
Friend 1: “Dude! It’s not my fault Tyler’s dog got
loose from the FRICKEN DIABETES!”
Friend 3: “FRIEND 1!
GTFO! NO MORE HANGIN ROUND OUR SIDE OF THE COURTYARD ANYMORE!”
Tyler: *wobbles up to Friend 1* “Ayo…friend 1… do you even know how it feels to lose a dog three ago… I
HOPE YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS ONE DAY! THE FEELING OF MISSING THE UPSETTING FEELING OF SLIDING A DOG INTO A NEWLY FOUND HOLE OF A
SOCK!! BUT YOU CANT EVEN IMAGINE THE LOOK ON MY WIFES
FACE EVERYONE MORNING KNOWING SHE MARRIED A MAN THAT LOST HIS DOG! more specifically at a three year mark… makes for a real nice
divorce.. WHYY DIABETES! WHYYYYY *falls to knees*