Lewis likes to walk while talking to his career advisor, the guidance he recieves is not much better but the farts seem to smell less outside the motor home...
Pooch " what does he mean there's no parcel shelf?"
Lewis "... and on race day I'll only be gone for an hour and a half."
Pooch "an hour and a half that's a fucking long time to a dog."
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