The dogs just barked so loudly at the pizza man that he wasn't sure if he was bringing dinner or if he WAS dinner. Poor guy. I tried to explain that they were just loud, but he was well past freaked and halfway out in the yard by that point.
I bet they draw straws at the local Papa Johns whenever my order pops up...short straw drops the 'za at the LoudDog House...and somebody's got a fiver on whether or not the loser needs to change his shorts when he gets back.
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