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Hello, its another week of the comedy club prompt and this week we are to discuss something funny as thr topic has said. You see, I once has a dog called bobbies.

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[Image from meta AI] Scene: The Living Room Confessional My pet a sassy, streetwise goat named Bobo sits beside me, while i was nervously clutching a receipt in my wallet.

Bobo: Ladies and gentlemen, gather round! Tonight, I finally get to spill the beans. You see, my human here (trying to refer to me) has a taste for the finer things in life. But let’s talk about priorities, shall we?

Bobo, please, not in front of the neighbors,I said. Then he said; Oh, hush. Remember last week? We were both so hungry, we started eyeing the houseplants. I was about to nibble the aloe vera, and you were Googling “Is cactus edible?” But did she buy groceries? Nooo! She bought a Himalayan salt lamp shaped like a pineapple. Then I was like,It’s for the ambiance in a defensive way.

Ambiance? I can’t eat ambiance! I tried licking it, and all I got was a salty tongue and disappointment. And don’t get me started on the scented candles lavender, vanilla, “freshly baked bread.” You know what would smell better? Actual bread!

Well, I was going to bake, but the air fryer was on sale... Bobo then replied me; Exactly! We have three air fryers, two blenders, and a juicer. But last night, you served us “air soup” just water and hope😂.

It was a minimalist recipe! Bobo:Minimalist? The only thing minimal is the food in this house. But when it comes to online shopping, you’re a champion! Remember the “pet spa kit” you bought? I thought I was getting a massage. Instead, you covered me in mud and called it “detox.”

Not me laughing at what he said😂 then I teased him "You looked fabulous"

Bobo; i looked like a goat who lost a fight with a flower pot. And let’s not forget the matching pajamas you, me, and the cat. We looked like a failed boy band.

But you love the pajamas! Him telling me that he love food and tolerate pajamas. Next time you’re about to buy a glittery yoga mat, remember: a happy goat is a fed goat. And if you ever splurge on “artisanal water” again, I’m moving in with the neighbors. They have carrots. I came into conclusion with him by hugging Bobo Alright, alright. Groceries first, glitter later.

Bobo (smirking): Now you’re talking. But keep the pajamas. They’re growing on me.

Moral of the story: Listen to your pets. They know where your money should go and it’s not on pineapple shaped salt lamps!