Moe boys getting old now. The yellow around his snouts gone to grey.

Zelbo's are worn out in the patches. His eyes are running in glassy.

He's limping since he got hit by that car. It's been a faithful companion.

Now he's fading. I'm keeping a spot for him in the garden.

So he can always be in nearby. I hope he goes gently into the night.

So I don't have to shoot him. Let him always know you care.

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I hope I don't have to shoot him.

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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We'll still still break into double or bullshit double bullshit.

Yeah, well, the old boy went on Sunday.

You went quietly just went to sleep.

I didn't want to grief publicly. I don't want any sympathies since everybody's tearing up my ass.

But you know, give us a like. Give us, you know, thumbs up. Share his faithful boys.

Real fat of the show. He's been on it and, you know, God rest your roof.

But I didn't really want to deal with anybody because, you know, getting my ass torn up.

I'm not getting my ass torn. You aren't, Charlie. So, you know, I mean, the deal is,

Saturday, either I resigned or I was terminated from my column at the Detroit News,

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