By Alan B. Combs
Overheard the other day at a party:
“I am about to kill my dog!”
“I thought that beautiful dog could do no wrong. What happened?”
“I was sorting through my old vinyl collection, and he came in and peed all over the most valuable ones, ruining several of the album covers.”
“I am sorry to hear that. I wonder why he did it?”
“I guess he just wanted to go on record.”