Didn't have to work today, so I spent the day with my hell hound.
I took him on a walk, this annoying guy on a bike stopped to talk to us.

*guy: "What kind of dog is that?"

*me: "A rottweiler-boxer mix."

*guy: "Will he bite me if I pet him?"

*me: "Yes."

*guy: "really?"

*me: "Yes. If I tell him to."

*me: "You just stopped because I'm walking a dog in mini-skirt, didn't you?"

*guy: "Yep. Pretty much."

good times. good times.

Later in the day my cousin and I went BMXing. I attempted a truckdriver off the end of a sidewalk. It was going well til the whole landing-face-down-on-the pavement-thing happened.