BORN WITH A NAME
(true story)
Sarcastic SOB I like to be :
I met a lady in the dog park
today. A little froopy and a
bit too snooty for me. I heard
her talk and figured she had
it coming. 'My dog's name?'
she said. 'Jane Austen. I got
her from a shelter where all
the dogs were named after
writers. But my daughter
didn't like it, so we call her
Rose. What's your dog's
name?' I smiled tartly:
'Sam,' I said, 'Sam.
Last name, Clemens.'
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