17 July 1998 - POODLE PARLOUR
I've been sacked from my job in the poodle parlour for tying a dozen or so poodles to my skateboard, and getting them to pull me down the road. Apparently there's a "No treating poodles like huskies" clause in my contract.
It's a real shame, as I had a lot of affection for those dogs; little Fluffs, Mikey-Boy with the big tail, Hemstrel The Bruiser, Coil, Prune, Taylor III, Gub and Snot. I had the last laugh, though: I told the police that my ex-employer had stolen my car.