Much to our squeeness, the Hound Group went last night. Of course we sounded like new grandparents bum-rushing the nursery when the beagles came out. But what we couldn't get over was the fact that the color commentators were SO.DUMB.
She'd say stuff like, "Now tell me. Why is the beagle's tail white and bushy?" And then insert faux laughter every change she got.
Then the other guy commented on how dog hair is a "condiment" at their house, and H and I both went "What" simultaneously.
And his constant use of the word "biitch" was hilarious. My cousin pointed out my favorite: "She's a high-maintenance biitch."
I was sad the beagle didn't win. I was hoping either they or the wirehaired dauchshund would win, but alas. The damn whippet took the group. I can't look at a whippet without picturing Tink's dopey dog getting its tail sliced off.
Re: The Westminster