
You see, I was reading his latest piece over at dogmagzine.net and coffee shot out of my mouth and all over everything. Now I have to go change my shirt. In the interim, you can read it yourself >> If Straw Grabbing Were an Olympic Sport…
It seems that Our Dogs is a publication in a death-spiral, in which revenue is thin, decent writers are hard to come by, and the labor pool is limited to a bunch of creaky old people who fart dust. What's the old line: pay peanuts and get monkeys? Or in this case, Homer Simpson. Our Dogs has become "Our Dohs."
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