Monday, November 9, 2009

chapter ten: dog walkers


(this one's about yuppie dog walkers.)

out of all the things that piss me off, there is one thing that is 3 or 4th on my list of things. that would have to be the "dog walkers" in this town "aka: people who allow there dogs to shit right where im walking and not care because they are on their Iphone talking about the latest drink they got from Starbucks."

holy fuck, i do not care, DO NOT care, if your drink came with out enough water in it, i care more about the dog that you seem not to notice that's shitting in my driveway, so instead of giving me a fake smile and " oh hi there neighbor!!" speech, like you guys usually do, just pick up your fucking poo. or the ones who look at you strange if your walking without a dog, or if your "pooch" isn't dressed up in the latest collar and leash from pet-pro or wherever you yuppie dog people shop.

its these people, and the people clad with all Nike running gear on who are pushing their kids around in a stroller, that remind me why i don't like going downtown. I'm almost positive that someone in mill valley has those designer "dog poo" bags pictured up above.

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