Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Cuckoo For Cocoa Puffs

We done lost our minds with emotional support animals. I love dogs. But got-damn! if I want their asses sitting in a booth at a restaurant.

Who first thought of this garbage? That a pet can make you emotionally feel better. Great, go to a pound, a petting zoo, an old lady's house...these emotional animals who go to a Starbucks and act like nothing's wrong is so real trouble. What it is is our entitlement rearing its head again. The attitude is that "I have a dog and I want it go where I want." Now it's an official disability. Yes folks, in America people who have emotional issues are entitled to a pet walking everywhere with them. By the way, this shit was passed before gay marriage, that's the extent of our stupidity.

There are good things that come from this though. Anyone with an emotional support animal, good we know the stay clear of your nuttiness. It's like a beacon to tell us who's crazy. Better that then stare into the whites of their eyes. The ones where their eyelids don't touch their pupils...yep...nuts.

I honestly thought this was a joke at first. Like what people did to mock the service animals, that hustled for the blind. It almost feels like an F.U. to the blind actually. As if to say "you may be blind, but I'm emotionally blind." Anyway, you walk around with this, you deserve to be thrown off planes if your pup gets out of hand. Like this lady:
Lady Gets Booted With Dog

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