I don't want to exaggerate how Not-House Broken Bobble Head Dwight is, but not only does he leave the living room looking like a minefield, but he scrawls indecent remarks on the wall.
Mark and Lisa said that there is a very special souvenir in it for me, if I can house train Bobble Head Dwight.
In fact they said the souvenir would be from the Mall of America. If you know anything about me it all, you know that my two favorite things are Malls and America.
Late at night I dream of what the bonus souvenir might be:Perhaps an An American flag from a Kiosk?
If I am to earn that prize I have to find a way to control Bobble Head Dwight. It is so discouraging. Every time I ask him if he understands that he can't take a dump (no matter how minuscule) in the living room he shakes his head yes. And then thirty second later, it is like we never had a Where-To-Dump-Conversation in our life.
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Am I faithful or what?
You've got to stick his nose in it.
I think it is diaper time for stinky.
I just had an orgasm, and that makes me not care. If you have an orgasm, you might not care about BHD's little poo problem either.
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