His Ears Were Like Velvet

So I know this might be a little untraditional when it comes to blogging, but I had to make my debut on this website about a pug person who probably rocked harder than anyone else. Ladies and gentleman I am talking about the biggest piece of shit that has ever existed--a.k.a. BIFF. Now you see Biff wasn't just any ordinary worthless pet that you kept around as company. He was much more. Ahh, I remember the days when Biff used to eat rocks outside our house, choke on them, yet keep at it like a champ and go for seconds. Hell, he spent half of his life just trying to figure out how to use his respiratory system, and we're all pretty sure that he should have died way before his time. Yes I know this post sucks and is probably a big waste of time to everyone involved, but to those who knew him (I'm talking about you nut bust and wikes), then you definitely agree with me when I say Biff not only rocked but got er done over and over and over. You let us all down. And I'm sorry we lost your ashes. RIP you POS.