Wednesday, September 27, 2006


I have a blue heeler cross & I was buying a large bag of Purina Dog Food at Woollies and was in line to check out.

A woman behind me asked, "Do you have a dog ?"

On impulse, I told her that no, I was starting the Purina Diet again,
although I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 25 kilograms before I awoke in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way
that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.

I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by
now enthralled with my story, particularly a guy who was behind her.

Horrified, she asked if I'd ended up in the hospital in that condition
because I had been poisoned.  I told her no; it was because I'd been sitting in the street licking my balls and a car hit me.

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