Dog Gone Lies
Author's Note
All of the events in the following tale probably happened, more than likely just as you read them. In fact, you can see the truth in the photographs, and we all know that pictures don't lie. I stand by the veracity of these events and if you, or Smoking Gun, want to challenge my memory, then I, and Homer, welcome it. Now, on to the story.
{Technical note: if you can't read the captions to the photos, click on them. This will bring up a slightly larger but somewhat more clear version of the image.}
HAHAHAH
Posted by: Derek | January 27, 2006 at 09:43 AM
Best thing ever.
Posted by: Gwenda | January 27, 2006 at 10:27 AM
Brilliant.
Homer, if you're reading this and you need a place to crash as you head back west from Chicago after Oprah and the Pundits beat you on national television, you've always got a home in Iowa City. No root canals, we promise.
Posted by: TJ | January 27, 2006 at 10:40 AM
unconceivable, unbelievable
Posted by: tito | January 27, 2006 at 11:26 AM
That face at the keyboard is just priceless--such utter despair!
Posted by: Jimmy Beck | January 27, 2006 at 12:58 PM
this made my day.
Posted by: uncle scott | January 28, 2006 at 02:43 AM
More like this please! RAWK!
Posted by: Frank | January 28, 2006 at 12:26 PM
Homer,
Remember it's a memoir, so as long as the "essential truth" is there, you can use what you've learned from it to help you heal. Everyone lies, so hold on, little doggie, hold on.
Posted by: Lost in NYC | January 30, 2006 at 10:09 AM