The Dog Ate My Homework, Or Was It My Toe?

After a pitcher of margaritas, Jerry Doutthet fell asleep and the dog ate his toe. That’s right, he didn’t wake up until the toe was already gone. Yeah, I think that might get me to the doctor to get my Type II diabetes treated.

Bad dog, Kiko.

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