They say that, after a while, pets and their owners tend to resemble one another.
What sort of pet would a Russian general own? Here ya go:
General Elisson (my great-great-great grandpappy, perhaps) and Commandant Woofer.
The resemblance is uncanny... even unto the Van Dyke. Or is that the foamy sigil of madness?
[Tip o’ th’ Elisson fedora to Barry R. for the unforgettable juxtaposition.]
Thursday, April 11, 2013
ON PETS AND THEIR OWNERS
Posted by Elisson at 9:40 PM
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I've long meant to ask you how you got the left-hand image of yourself done. I've got a friend whose face I'd love to put atop that sort of uniform.
I always admired that ol' dog of war.
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