M: "I'm looking for my alpha dog and honey, it isn't you."
M: "You wish, but I'm waiting for a real hot dog."
H: "Aww, come on, just a little smooch. I'll buy you a liver treat."
M: "What kind of girl do you think I am?"
H: "Aww, honey, don't make me beg."
Harry tried everything he could to "have a good time" this weekend. He has another moniker now, and the would be "Dirty Harry" if you get my drift. My mother in law had another name for him, but we won't go into that here. Isn't he a little young for that? Poor Harry, doesn't he know that true love waits?
Harry + Maggie = TLA