Dead Dad’s Dog’s Dead?

Last night was our last show for The Carnaval in Benalup. We finished at 2am to a tremendously enthusiastic mass of writhing bodies. I stepped outside to cool down and was greeted by a stray dog. He gave me an empty water bottle then promptly rolled over into a dead dog type position. He stayed like that. A crowd slowly gathered around him. “I didn't kill it” I said limply. Then suddenly it jumped up and startled us all. He was taking the piss, a party piece, anything fo a Tapa.

It's a bit Francis Bacon bits init.

 

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