He’s not changed. Just more bones.
In the words of the Barenaked Ladies:
If I had a million dollars
We wouldn’t have to eat Kraft dinner
But we would eat Kraft dinner
Of course we would we’d just eat more
And buy really expensive ketchups with it
Thats right all the fanciest Dijon ketchups mmm mmm
It wouldn’t change him; he still wants what he wants – food.
Dog: “And maybe bling out my collar. Just a little.”
He made no bones about that!
What a bone-head.
All I ask out of life is the opportunity to prove that having lots of money won’t ruin me.
His financial advisor has gone to the dogs! :)
My dog would buy a million tins of those Danish butter cookies.