More Death Curse of Miami Nights drama

Now my dog Molly is in the hospital, cuz her back legs turned into spaghetti and stopped working. In theory she'll be ok because it's just a pinched nerve. We'll see tomorrow. 
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To cure her for good, you'll need a candle, a live chicken, 7 sticks of incense and a piece of Celia Cruz's death shroud. You know how this ends: either the chicken or Molly will end up mutilated in a plastic Sedano's bag left by the train tracks.
Rocking the balls and ass of the blogging world.
Actually, this deserves a contest. The reader who guesses the next miaminights associate to become ill gets a month supply of cipro, antiviral medications and a case of vodka to wash it all down.
Rocking the balls and ass of the blogging world.
I told you something bad was going to happen to her if you kept feeding her certain BAD things!
What's that stupid movie called where nobody can avoid dying? In this case were spreading the disease like the bubonic plague. I got Jsand as next on the list
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