Clifford the Big Red Dog Has Destroyed My Life
The family in the apartment above me got a bright red dog named Clifford earlier this year. Ever since then, my life has been a living hell.
At first, I thought: Hey, a bright red puppy. Cute, but a little eerie.
Then, a week later, when it was eight feet tall, I thought: That can’t be right.
Then, ten days after the hound was born, it broke through my cei…
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