It’s obvious he’s told this story lots of times and they all love to hear it.
“So I’m coming home from the subway one day,” he says,
“and a homeless guy I’ve never seen in this neighborhood before is pushing this floppy mutt in a stroller,
and he comes up to me and says, ‘Hey, mister, wanna buy my dog?’”
“And without even thinking about it, I say sure, how much you want?”
“And he says ten bucks, so I give him the twenty dollars I have in my wallet and he hands me the dog.”
“Justin, I’m telling you, you’ve never smelled anything so bad in your life! She stank so much I can’t even tell you!”
“So I took her right from there to the vet down the street and then I brought her home.”
“Didn’t even call me first, by the way!” the mom interjects as she cleans the floor,
to see if I’m okay with his bringing home some homeless guy’s dog.
The dog actually looks over at the mom when she says this, like she understands everything everyone is saying about her.
She’s a happy dog, like she knows she lucked out that day finding this family. I kind of know how she feels.
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