In 1998 George let the dogs out, but he let them back in as soon as they were finished doing their duty. Anslem Douglas didn't believe him though and kept giving him the third degree. He even got the Baha Men to start pestering George. C'mon guys, stop the nagging!
Here the dogs are out.
Photo by: George
And see, they're back in now. Now get off my case about it already!!!
Photo by: George
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