Everybody who has a dog calls him Rover or Boy. I call mine Sex. He's a great pal, but he has caused me a great deal of embarrassment.
When I went to city hall to renew his dog license, I told the clerk I would like a license for Sex. He said, I'd like one too!
I said, But this is a dog.. He said he didn't care what she looked like. Then I said, You don't understand. I've had Sex, since I was 9 years old. He winked and said You must have been quite a kid.
When I married and went on my honeymoon. I took the dog with me. I told the motel clerk that I wanted a room for my wife and me, and a special room for Sex.
He said, You don't need a special room. As long as you pay your bill, we don't care what you do.
One day, I entered Sex in a contest, but before the competition began, the dog ran away. Another contestant asked me why I was just standing there,
looking disappointed. I told him I had planned to have Sex in the contest. He told me ! I should have sold my own tickets.
When my wife and I separated we went to court to fight for custody of the dog. I said, Your Honor, I had Sex before I was married. The judge said, The courtroom isn't a confessional. Stick to the case please.
Then I told him that after I was married, Sex left me. He said, Me too.
Last night, Sex ran off again. I spent hours looking all over town for him. A cop came over to me and asked, "What are you doing in this alley at 4 o'clock in the morning?" I told him that I was looking for Sex. My case comes up Friday.