My Dogs
This morning I went along to sign my dogs up for social security benefits.
At first the lady said rather sniffily, ‘Dogs are not eligible to draw welfare!’
So I explained to her that my dogs are mixed in colour, unemployed, absolutely lazy, can’t speak English and have no frigging clue who their daddies are. They expect me to feed them, provide them with housing, food and entertainment and medical care, and feel guilty because they are dogs.
So she looked in her policy book to see what it takes to qualify.
My dogs get their first cheques on Friday.
Damn this is a great country!
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