13 Things That Could've Possibly've Maybe've Been Chico's Final Words If Only He Had Known How to Speak English or Type or Something

Senator Ron "Chico" Lopez
1993-2005
Friday, August 19th 2005 at 12 noon, The beloved Senator Ron "Chico" Lopez, bought the farm, flew the coop, gave up the ghost, kicked the bucket, answered the last call, bit the dust, cashed in his chips, reached the end of his rope, paid his tickets, went the way of all jerky and he up and croaked. His decline was fast and sudden and completely full of dignity.
He was a terrific fella, and one fuckin' hell of a good pal.
In Chico's distinguished 10 year term as a Senator, he never once ran a smear campaign, played dirty politics, accepted soft money, or voted against his conscience. He always stood up for treats, and was quick to lie down on the couch for a good nap when he realized he was tired. While other dog senators were busy not being senators because there is no such thing as a dog senate, Chico stood proud as the ONLY dog senator because that was his name and he always stood proud. Even if his name had been Fuckpiddle he would have stood proud anyway because he didn't understand stuff like that, being a dog and all. His dog senate voting record has been hailed by nobody in particular as "remarkably non-existent" and by never once reporting to the "fictional" Dog Congress, Chico maintained a perfect attendance record and will remain as an example to us all of how to have a distinguished, scandal free and rewarding career without ever having to go to work even once --- and with tons and tons of naps.
If Chico had not been a non English speaking dog, or if he had the ability or even a vague desire to type, it is with an absolute, 34% certainty that I can tell you that his final words would have maybe probably perhaps been something kinda sorta along the lines of one of these 13 things -- maybe:
1. Rubber balls and kongs and bones are simply AWESOME!
2. Canned food is better than dry! And hot dogs and cheese are even better than that! -- like by TWICE!
3. The park the park let's go let's go yes alright park park! It is important to be polite though.
4. Big dogs are bullshit, especially ones with weenies. Dumbfuck, tough ass, meathead dickheads.
5. If you come in the house I WILL DEFINITELY YELL! It's my job see -- see yeah ok.
6. My belly, my belly excuse me, did you notice it? Touch it, rub it if you want.
7. Scratch my ass area if you wanna. Here, I'll put it on your leg. Thanks in advance.
8. HOORAY FOR CARS! I have no idea what a senator is. CARS! CARS! CARS!
9. Hamburgers? YES! I can sound like a firetruck siren. Watch OOOOOOOoooooooeeeeeeeooo.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEeeeeeOOOOOOoooooooooooeeeeeeeoooooooough.
10. THROW THAT THING ALREADY! Wait. I need to sniff my weeeg. THROW IT!
11. Cats are some boring ass motherfuckers.
12. Butterface has a nice ass, can you imagine how tight that hole is? Too bad they snipped me, I wouldda liked to've hit that shit. Cheeeeeese --- yuuuuuuummmmm.
13. Shrimp and mushrooms and vegetables in general are dumb. Barf. Oh, Except potatoes sometimes.
The laughs, the one sided conversations, the love, the sweetness, his gentlemanly manner, will forever remain alive in the hearts and minds of those who loved him -- especially mine.
What I can no longer do is get my eyeball one inch from his, give him a great hug, and hear his comforting growlish, moanish, This-Feels-So-Good-Aaaaaahhhhh-Yeeeeaaaahhh thing he always did. That part hurts.
Boy oh boy will that handsome, wonderful dude be missed.

Here's to you Chico my Friendy McFriendoid ChooChee Chawk Chawk CheehoeHee!
That's all for now.
Don't get caught being buried in the backyard unless you're dead like Chico!
Your Grave Digging Death Thinker Abouter,
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