Q.
What do you get when you cross insomnia, a handle of Captain Morgans / 12 pack of coke, a frozen DiGiorno pizza, and a Shaggybob.
A. Arrrrrrgh!!!!. A ridiculously drunk mutt talking like a pirate, with a full stomach, falling alseep at 10am on a Sunday. A time when for all intents and purposes he should be waking up to roll to church because God knows the landlubber needs some enlightenment.
or...not.
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