Roger and The Chief

Roger and The Chief, In Costco.
(Self-Talk in Parenthesis)

1st Lady in Costco: What kind of dog is that?
(Trying to be nice in the Costco stool softener isle)
Roger: He's a mutt.
(Crap... Why don't these animal people mind their own business)
1st Lady in Costco: Looks like it could be a Border Collie?
(Stop squinching smiles at Chief!)
Roger: Nope. Smart mutt.
(Dip shit!)
1st Lady in Costco: Pretty baby... Can I pet him?
(Reaching for Chief)
Roger: NO... HE'S WORKING!
(Crap! Crap! Crap! Go Away Leave me alone!)
1st Lady in Costco: OH?
(Still standing like I'm going to say, Sure, Only Fooling!)
2nd Lady in Costco: Can I pet your dog.
(Clearly just out of the gym, nice boobs!)
Roger: Sure! His name is Chief!
(Summer's almost here!!! WOOOHOOOOO!)
1st Lady in Costco: Turns and walks away.
(I love this stuff soooooo much!)
2nd Lady in Costco: Your such a nice doggy.... Yes you are..... Pretty baby....... I bet you love it when I scratch your butt........
(Oh.... Man.... I love my service dog!)

Campy Out!