Big Al is my Dad. Lilly is one of my family's two pitbulls. The first one, Ace, my middle brother stole from a stripper, and Lilly, he bought for his squeaky-voiced ex-girlfriend and her parents wouldn't let her keep it, so my parents are the proud owners of two pitbulls. Who they spoil rotten.
Big Al refused to buy me clothes. He buys his Pit Bull a Michael Vick Jersey and emails the photos around to his family.
I find something seriously wrong with this situation.
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