Monday, January 23, 2012

Good Boy

I saw this poster yesterday and I love that they refer to him as a handsome dog. It makes him seem sophisticated and intelligent. Look too how he's gazing sadly into the distance, deep in thought about a lost love or fear of getting old. Maybe he's regretting running away from home: it was a bad decision, why am I so foolish? Why is it so hard to stay focused? I'm so easily distracted! Ugh, I hate myself. I really loved that girl and now I've lost her. I should have been more appreciative. Now I'm alone. Alone. Alone. What he's really thinking is: I hope this new guy serves sausage for dinner.

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