First, how did he get there? He can't drive he's too fuckin small. I assume he went when I was in the shower. The polling place is really close to my house.
Second, how did the little shit get dressed all by himself? That's the key. I hid his grey sweat suit so I guess he picked the only one he could find. See, Onyx thinks he's the bitches boy in his grey and black sweat suit. He struts around like he's all that, so much so I had to hide it.
Third, voter ID act my ass. I bought Onyx a fake dog tag ID that looks like a real GA ID. Looks like the idiots @ the polling joint took it.
All I know is the little shit came home with one of those tacky ass, "I'm a Georgia Voter" sticker. Now he thinks he's a tough shit.
Go figure.
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but who'd the little yapper vote for? (micro dogs usually go for cute, so I'm guessing Obama)
Inquiring minds want to know!
He didn't tell me. I'll see if I can twist it out of his bony ass tonight.
The little shit forgets that I hold the key to the food bin.
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