I'm feeling neglected

Ok i admit to it. I'm like a labrador retriever stuck in a mans body. i crave attention. I like people watching me perfrom my tricks. I like be patted on the head every now and again and told i'm a good boy. you people ( not the collective group, just two of my former class maters) havent been doing that. I relise i'm a rabib emailer,and the fact that you'all actualy have lives, but come now, humer me. Ok enough of the rant. Brandon, you'd apreciate this. I wanted to were my cool bright blue shirt, it was wrinkled, so i threw it in the dryer. Gone are the wrinkles ( sort off) well, i'm hungery, i will now take my uber hotness elsewear in search of meat ( food rage food)