It's Kart Season!!! And puppy season.

Very recent conversation between my sister and myself about our plans for the day:
Me: So when are we going to play Mario Kart?
Her: In about 20 minutes.
M: Ok good, cause you need the practice
H: YOU need the practice.
M: YOU need the practice, bitch!
M: I'm sorry, that was out of line...

We just, well we take karting very seriously in this family. Ever since 64. We dominate all challengers. I bought the Wii version Monday afternoon and I'm decent by my family's standards, but I did shame myself at Bowser's castle during a premature online multiplayer match Monday night.

Enough about MarKar.

My family got a puppy! Actually it's my cousin's dog but he was attacked by a Rott when my aunt was walking him (he was 2 months old then). They gave him a 30% chance of survival because that dog severely effed him up, but his gashes are healing nicely. Needless to say, he escaped the hustle and bustle of the south suburbs for a more southern suburb. He's recuperating with us, but I hope my cousin doesn't ever want him back, because I'm absolutely in love with this dog. And I could see how if that was misconstrued I would soon be put in jail for bestiality. But I'm going to attach a picture and you tell me your heart doesn't melt also. His name is Troy; his official name is "Boy Toy Troy, brings all the bitches joy", but I refuse to call him that. I'm also trying to convince my mom to not get him neutered. I don't want him to lose his zest for life, and there's no bitches around for him to impregnate anyways.