The other day, I ran into Stella, the small, cute boston terrier with no eyes. (NO eyes). She really is adorable and friendly and we get on quite well. As I continued on my walk, I thought "I haven't see that excellent dachshund in a few weeks. I wonder where he is". He's the dog I'd want if I had a dog. THEN I thought "Stella and that dachshund are both awesome dogs. They should get married".
And then I thought "Shit, I really am losing my fucking mind"