My Pookie

My Pookie

George Williams loved his Pookie. He brought him everywhere he went. His Pookie went to the office with him and to the gym. His Pookie would get snuck into grocery stores and restaurants. When you met George Williams, you met his Pookie too.

One night at a party, George was just finishing his famous “Pookie made a Poopie” story in front of a large crowd. Just as he was getting to the most embarrassing part, Pookie bit him on the finger. George yelped and dropped poor Pookie to the floor. He turned around, looked up at George dead in the eyes and said “My name is Robert dammit! And stop talking about my poop!”

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