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Sunday, June 17, 2007 ; 10:13 PM?
another ordinary day*...

one fine morning, i woke up and walked around my house compound drying my clothes.

everything was going fine until...






i saw this...















SHIT



a pile of shit that came from no where

i ignored it and who knows it appeared again the next day

and it was in different kind of shape, different kind of aroma



it is strange that a pile of shit that came from no where appears at my house compound like almost everyday

its not everyday though but most of the days la, the "owner" of the shit must be having constipation on certain days

it can't be a family member of mine actually rushing to go to the toilet while coming back from outside and just casually shit at my house compound













its... kinda impossible.... :S





until one day, i saw this neighbour's dog at my house compound

ok... then i knew where did the shit come from

my dad manly shoooed the dog away...



its possible that my neighbour is still holding a grudge on us because my mom complained about

their fugly car. Therefore, they instructed the dog to mess up my house compound...







or maybe my house compound contain the smell of a toilet bowl, the dog mistakenly pooped there









after my dad chased the dog away, the dog didn't dare to step into my house compound anymore





another fine Sunday morning, which is TODAY

everything was going fine AGAIN, until







i spotted this








my brother's shoes got bitten till out of shape.

it is definitely the masterpiece of that dog




my mother's slipper is even worst









got bitten into PIECES...

poor thing, cannot even have the chance to rest in peace





fortunately, my chiplak ripcurl flip flop is still in good condition






maybe my feet just stinks till the dog didn't even want to bite my flipflop (:






this is probably the smartest dog i've ever seen...

what would be the next plan of the dog? hell knows....










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