Wednesday, January 25, 2012
I don't trust this dog. That devious look on his face spells mistrust, lies and treachery. That dog is hiding something behind that evil smirk, some dark secret, some guilty event eats away at its conscious. It is waiting to strike with a vengeful fury on those that oppressed it. Behind that facade lies a veil of animosity and a thirst for blood. That look speaks volumes of its desire to purge the world of my existence.
Either that or it just took a piddle.