Danny and the Toad
Danny the Dog here with another tale of lust and depravity—oh wait, that’s Andrew’s bailiwick. Andrew, for the few of you who don’t know, is my human. He’s not around at the moment. They opened a new bar in town and Andrew flew down there to give them some business. I’ll probably get a call later tonight asking me to bail him out of jail. But that’s later. Right now I have access to the computer and I can post my own story without him editing out all the good stuff.