the fat pug likes to eat bacon.
if you think about it, the pug could have been a slice of bacon himself. he has enough fat in him to pull it off and be served as a nice rasher as breakfast to a hungry, pug-eating family. the only problem being that the pug reeks of shit, and no matter how hard you could ever scrub his endless coats of fat and fur, you'll never get rid of that putrid smell.
so scratch that plan.
aside from all that, the fat pug's favourite food is bacon. actually, who am i kidding, that fat whore will eat anything and everything so what's the point in even feeding him anything good. you could feed him a dead rat and he'll gobble it up like it's the first thing he ate in years.
one day, the fat pug was looking into his owner's eyes as he ate his bacon and rashers. the fat pug growled and tried to do puppy eyes to entice his owner to feed him some of his meal. the pug thought he was really cute, but in reality he looked like an alien.
it's okay though, because his plan worked. his owner fed him some bacon. he threw it across the kitchen so the pug gets his daily exercise.
another successful day of running laps around the kitchen for the fat pug!
or so he thought.
once he ran over to the bacon, he realised that it was still very hot and he burned his little sensitive tongue.
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the fat pug
Adventurethis is my first ever story, its an angst and i will be continuing and taking suggestions from anyone. this will be a book of oneshots but mostly angst cuz this is a sad concept imo i hope u enjoy
