Woof! Here we go again. My master feels an urgent need to smoke some dope, so Sunny and I are called outside by my master to pretend to chase after a Frisbee while he surreptitiously inhales a joint taken from his supply in his hidden compartment in the Resolute Desk. My master doesn't seem too pleased with what he says are "those damned scientists who change their minds about global warming faster than we can legislate, or even make executive orders..." Whatever that means. Woof! Woooohooo...
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Woof! Here we go again. My master feels an urgent need to smoke some dope, so Sunny and I are called outside by my master to pretend to chase after a Frisbee while he surreptitiously inhales a joint taken from his supply in his hidden compartment in the Resolute Desk. My master doesn't seem too pleased with what he says are "those damned scientists who change their minds about global warming faster than we can legislate, or even make executive orders..." Whatever that means. Woof! Woooohooo...
