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Reminds me of my dog Chili who passed a week before I began college. He loved everyone no matter whether they were human, dog, cat, or even squirrel. He just wanted to be friends with everyone and also to be petted. He also had to wear the cone of shame for a period, but learned that he could hit us with the edges of us to get back at us:) My best friend for many years and my favorite snuggle buddy:)

Do balls really need that much attention?

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—	In response to the axe ball cleaner

I would do him if he were in the military

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S: “Did you he stick you with his sword?”
J: “No, but I got to hold it!

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I’M NOT A CRACKHEAD!!!

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I wouldn’t want to date someone too big

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I’m gonna go play with myself.

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