This is my first lesson with money. My dad tried to educate me about money using the cash register and a fake burger. He doesn't give me the real money since the day I tore up $1 bill. I was concerned the way I fell off the chair at the end, but my dad told me that drunk people fall off the chairs in the bars all the time. Now, I'm just wondering, how does he know that?
Back to home and my beloved Cookie. My dad gave me a dog biscuit to give it to Cookie. But frankly speaking, my dear, after tasting that peanut-butter biscuit, I wanted to eat it myself. It tasted so good!! If you haven't had a peanut-butter flavored dog biscuit, you've missed one of the finer things in life. Highly recommended!!!
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