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I had considered pet massage as a career option at one point. Pets or babies.
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I massage my cats’ shoulders and necks. They looooove it.
I like to sneak over to her house and fuck Henry Wrinkler in the ass.
I love dogs. Got three of them. But if I have to watch this woman babbling on again I’m gonna hafta stick hot pokers in my eyes and ears!
“Who’s the best dog in the United States? It’s you, Henry Wrinkler, it’s you!”
Your dog wants a happy ending!
Henry Wrinkler? Wow. If only you had spent half the time shooting this video as you did coming up with that heee-larious name, and the names of your massage techniques. If there was ever an argument for a trophy wife to have a career just to preserve her own sanity, this is it.
I love how the second she starts singing, the dog tries to flee and she has to restrain it. Dogs aren’t stupid, they just have an amazing tolerance for bullshit.