Me: What's this photo I found under your pillow?
Bud: Just a souvenir of a lovely celebration with my Mexican friends Pedro, Cecilia and Lupita. Yes. Those were margaritas to remember...sigh
Me: Erm...aren't those the Peterman's pugs in that tacky rec room?
Bud: Tacky? It was magical! We howled...and toasted to good amigos everywhere.
Me: And you think you look good there?
Bud: Good? I look fabulous. I'm thinking of having this made into a velvet painting!
Me: Wait...what's this blur above your head.
Bud: Oh...that was my sombrero. Turns out, you can have too much of a good thing.
President Theodore Roosevelt's Bull Terrier Pete ripped the pants off French Ambassador Jules Jusserand.
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