Friday, May 25, 2012

Five Reasons Why My Dog is Worthless While Packing to Move

1.) He just flat out refuses to pick up a box.  There are dozens of them, and they're everywhere.  Instead, he just sits there and watches me break my own back doing it.  ...Worthless.
 
2.) He can't take apart a bed for shit. I mean, how hard is this?  It's like, four screws.  Worthless. 

 3.) He's lazy.  "Oh, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to infringe on your eighth nap of the day. I'll just step over your sleepy ass and grab my drill so I can take down these paintings.  Don't strain yourself, it's all good."  ...Worthless.

4.) He's nothing but an obstacle. Where do I need to go?  Out the door.  Where is he?  Right in the middle of the door, and he... Won't. Flippin. Move.  ...Worthless.

5.) All he wants to do is play God of War.  It's an awesome game.  I know this. But, seriously?  Pack a bag, man.  Carry a candle to the car or something.  Do your part.  Ugh...Worthless.

If I ever move again, at least I know what to expect.  Jeez.