Today’s blog is short and not-so sweet for Hank the Tank. We are off to get his man parts removed; his huevos, his cucarachas, his jiggly bits, his dingalings. They’re gone.
Poor little guy has no idea what the day has in store for him. As many times as Sam tells him, “Run, man, run! They’re after the family jewels!” Hank just gets up and licks him. That dog-translation machine from Up would be very handy right now.
(note: it’s going to redirect you to youtube below, but go with it. it’s worth the extra 2 seconds.)