Dog Death
Every week at the grocery store Mary and Ellen, two old friends, would cross shopping carts.
One day one Mary notices a package of dog food in Ellen’s cart and comments, “I didn’t know you had a dog.”
“I don’t,” says Ellen, “I give it to my husband, Henry. It’s less expensive than ground meat and he doesn’t know the difference. Besides, he loves the stuff.”
“You’re going to kill him if you continue to feed him dog food,” Mary warns.
“Nah, he can’t get enough of it,” Ellen responds.
Two weeks later they cross paths in the grocery store again and Mary notices two large bags of dog food in Ellen’s shopping cart.
“I see you’re still buying dog food,” Mary shouts. “Mark my words, you’re going to kill Henry if you keep feeding that stuff to him.”
“No way,” says Ellen, “I simply mix it with a little water. It makes a nice gravy and he eats more than ever before. He doesn’t know the difference and he really loves it.”
Four weeks go by when they meet in the same aisle of the grocery store. This time Mary notices there is no longer any dog food in the cart.
“I see you’re not buying Henry dog food any longer?” Mary inquires, “did he finally wise up?”
“No, unfortunately, Henry passed away last week,” Ellen responds.
“I told you that damn dog food was going to kill Henry,” Mary gleams.
“Oh, no, it wasn’t that,” Ellen answers. “He was run over in the middle of the street while licking his balls.”
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