new story: Get your Dog back, or I'll shoot it's eyes out!!
When I was in college, I worked at a commercial Greenhouse in Georgia whose only account was Kenny Rogers country spread (that's right- the "Gambler" himself). When I wasn't planting flowers for the Gambler, my boss put me to work spraying herbacide in his greenhouses. One day, I was wearing a backpack
with 20 gallons of poison, spraying weeds in one of the greenhouses. I heard something behind me, and found my bosses' Chow Dog staring me down, teeth fully barred. I couldn't run because of the sixty pounds of poison on my back, so I stuck the spraying wand out in front of me, saying to myself if the dog charged me, I was gonna gas him. Just then my boss walked in the greenhouse.
I yelled out to him in that half wild, half scared voice- "get your dog back, or I'll shoot it's eyes out"!. Needless to say I was fired on the spot.
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