No I am not going to talk about whether 50 dogs would beat 5 men in a fight. But I will talk about silly thoughts I have about men as dogs.
At the bin we offer dog treats to all dogs (not the men). So yesterday when a man (it feels really weird repeating the word man), anyways yesterday when a man comes into the store and checks out, naturally as a wonderful employee I offer the man a dog treat for the dog. The male dog (aka good boy) took the treat really nicely and as he walked out the door I told my coworker what a good boy he was. Then I laughed to myself because I could have easily been talking about the man. What a good boy.
Something is wrong with me

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