President Dog Came Home after dark night in the Whitehouse basement feeding on one hell of a pizza flavoured spaghetti salad with broiled mosquitoes tasting like dimsum and balut which just bought a very musical mosquito on ice while looking excitedly through her nostrils to get more delicious popcorn which even they could swallow when suddenly (contrary to beliefs concerning her exaggeratedly high emotions) it died in a tragic submarine incident on the North Sea Ocean floor, but it couldn't just remain indefinitely in the murky waters about several metres a spoon full of vinegar, wine, women, sugar, and hemp canisters scattered around the wreckage of other undetermined creatures which obfuscated eyes relentlessly and then pull heavy iron over shore for the women to suck out clams with regular haste, however, there beyond the horizon lurked a deranged Yorkshireman who looked tired to death (despite the caffeinated beverage suppository manufacturer's warranty claim) being violated by alien and probe wielding beings, but next day President Dog died just before the end of giving birth to puppies and eating plenty of fish, puppies names are Spike, Shock, Chrysanthemum, Funky, Pippo, Twinkletoes, Hammerhead, Namepros and Sedo-masochist, it should register with the local authorities immediately before Diwali deletes all darkness from the Heavens, sunshine girls undressed themselves before trampelining over the Hedge, Pippo devoured everything, Namepros tried miscellaneous items, Sedo chewed Skoal, then they spat out a very wad shaped chunk of effluvium which Twinkletoes gladly donated successfully some excellent puppy fur balls to seamstress apprentice in traffic jam, nevertheless Australia remains downunder all the hairy disgusting ccTLD's vanished auctioned at the Traffic Conference Center by the
sea hag's own registry
