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<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 16:33:21 -0800</pubDate>
<description>&lt;p&gt;i stand corrected, the dog was a &apos;Chihuahua&apos;.

Chrysler stopped making the chiwawa in the 70&apos;s.

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<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 16:32:00 -0800</pubDate>
<description>&lt;p&gt;leslie and i were hanging out at this party where someone had brought their toy dog (i think it was a chiwawa). leslie, being the kind and compassionate humanitarian-slash-animal-lover she is, noticed this dogs uncomfortable shivering and decided to take action. she lept up and ran out of the party. on her way i shouted &quot;leslie, where are you going in such a hurry?&quot; to which she replied &quot;can&apos;t talk, gotta weave.&quot; when she returned a short time later, noticably sweating and with a slight tremble, the small toy dog had run off into the crowd. i could tell this upset ms. yang when she shouted &quot;greg, help me find the dog or i&apos;ll f&apos;ing cut you!&quot;. lucky for her and for my fingers, the dog was found almost right away.

as leslie came upon the dog she dropped to her knees and pulled out of her pocket what looked  to be a cross between a cashmier sweater and a toupe. she slipped the contraption over the shivering dog who, as if reenacting a scene from a disney childrens movie, leapt into her arms and licked her face. i still don&apos;t know how leslie was able to knit a dog sweater so quickly without access to yarn. some say that leslie wore a hat for the rest of that month, others say she can de-weave a stack of benjamins with one hand. who&apos;s to say? i guess she just has mad skill.


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