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"My name is Luis. I am a kissaholic, a toyaholic, and a runaholic. Am I in the right meeting?" |
"You would not believe how much manipulation it took to get Emily to pick me up," Luis confesses. |
EMILY: I'm on to you. Don't for one second think you have me wrapped around your little paw.
LUIS: Ah. A massage. Just what every pup needs.
BRENDA: Ha, Luis. If you enjoy that, wait until you get our bill! |
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"Sheesh. Emily pushes me back with her hands, and Brenda holds that leash thing. I see something over there that needs my teeth, er, I mean attention. Why can't they release me, let me go?" |
The Three Musketeers: Emily, Luis, Brenda. |
Emily and the Leaning Dog of Pet Harbor. |
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"I will NOT smile for the camera, no matter what you say," Luis grumbles. |
"The first thing you do is prepare your field," Luis instructs. |
"Next you dive bomb for the big smackeroo," Luis says. "Brenda didn't even know what hit her." |
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"Finally you plant one on the next victim, er, I mean subject," Luis notes as he moves on to Emily. |
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