Dogs of C-Kennel by Mick & Mason Mastroianni for September 27, 2019

I’m glad the third choice was offered. Can’t abide the other two.

You’d think they’d be hockey fans and root for the Coyotes.

Go Will!

I’d rather go whole hog.

SCORE!

Just go.

Bring in the Tabasco sauce and I’m with the last dog!

Pork rinds, the diabetic’s answer to potato chips! I’m not crazy about them, but the BBQ flavored ones aren’t bad – & the local dollar store carries them.

Go where?

Go, Football!

Go AWAY overpriced tickets, silly “club fees”, uncomfortable seats, expensive parking, pricey concessions, costly souvenirs and all the other headaches to watch a bunch of grossly overpaid multi-millionaires play football.

HELLOOOO TV. Hello, Sunday/Monday Night Football. Goodbye crowds.

I’ve never understood football. If a man built like a truck ran at me, I’d hand him the ball. Don’t really understand watching sports, either, except horse racing because horses. All this makes me sane or crazy, but I don’t care.

Go Pork Rinds, with beer.

GO Steelers! Oh wait… Still love ’em though!