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You could be making serious bank right now on the college girl scene if you wanted. "OMG PUPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEE" etc.
Posted by: vadim | June 19, 2009 at 03:41 AM
Santa Dog
Santa Dog
Santa Dog
Santa Doooooooog
Has no presents
Has no presence
In the future
In the future.
Glenn, is this your veiled way as coming out a a member of the Residents? (Bing, Bing, Bing, Bong, Bong, Bong) ;^}
Posted by: John Svatek | June 19, 2009 at 09:52 AM
Do you have a kitten to go with the pup? Or maybe a pot-bellied pig?
Posted by: Steve | June 19, 2009 at 11:32 AM
I might as well say it before someone else does: there's already a pot-bellied pig in the shot.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | June 19, 2009 at 11:55 AM
lookatdapuppy.
Posted by: Aaron Hillis | June 19, 2009 at 01:52 PM
I actually didn't see you write that up top first, because I heard your voice in my head just by looking at the photo.
Posted by: Aaron Hillis | June 19, 2009 at 01:53 PM
It can never be said enough, Aaron.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | June 19, 2009 at 01:56 PM
Is that an f-ing Air Bud poster behind you?
Posted by: Nick | June 20, 2009 at 02:16 AM
In all seriousness, I actually would like to see more of the Chelsea character from The Girlfriend Experience.
Posted by: Dan Coyle | June 22, 2009 at 11:06 AM