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I saw this print at my vet’s yesterday; the bathroom has a series of signed prints by a French artist showing dogs peeing. OK, whatever, Europeans, but one of the prints was worth noting:

How often do you get to see a dog checking out dog prostitutes? He’s like, “Homina, homina: dog prostitutes,” and his owner’s like, “Oh no you don’t,” and they’re like, “How-how, big boy.”

This detail is particularly weird: