So, this one time I met Jigsaw. And then I stole her and kept her as my own. But then I gave her back because how am I supposed to carry a dog all the way from FL to France? That’s just silly.
Ok, so really what happened: Avi and Britt took me to Kobe where we had way too much food and Britt and I shared a Flaming Volcano tasty beverage. Then we went to Avi’s house and I met Jigsaw (technically she met me, because I’ve already known her for, like, 2 years, but now we’re BFF so it’s all good). After a quick tour of the compound during which I almost slipped and cracked my head open (I’m talented, what can I say) we all settled in for Poppytinis and fresh episodes of The Office and 30 Rock. And then Britt went to smoke and talk while Avi disappeared to (stare at porn?) so I called Dawg and told him I was all alone in the dark with another dog but it was ok because he’s still my #1 Dawg (I may have been drunk at that point). And then Avi and Britt emerged again and we got in Avi’s car and ate peanut butter Twix and I got water all over myself and then got another one-armed hug from Avi. (I know someone who can teach you how to hug properly if you’d like to learn.)
THE END CLASS IS STARTING AGAIN BYE