Betty did not understand what the problem was. But whenever she went for a walk with the lady or the man, and she happened upon something delicious-smelling, she would naturally taste it. This produced the most violent reaction in the otherwise calm and gentle lady and man. They scraped out her mouth, forcing her jaw open and pulling back everything that could pull back to allow them a look into her tiny mouth. It was a very unpleasant experience to have them catch her taking a taste.
And why? Well, Betty didn't really know. But the reason was Poo. Betty is a poo eater. A fecal feaster. A dukie diner. A scat scarfer. A caca cruncher. A turd burgler. A fart gobbling, deuce chomping pee sniffer.
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