Ryan Reynolds’ Dog And Blake Lively Are Spending Quality Time Together

Here I was thinking that Ryan Reynolds and Blake NotSoLively would last about as long as a quick fuck on a Toronto subway platform, but she was seen taking his dog Baxter for a walk in NYC the other day by herself. You know shit is seven layers of serious when you let a trick take care of your dog unsupervised. Or maybe Blake’s publicist dognapped Baxter for this photo-op. That’s a possibility, because Baxter is making a look that’s a cross between “Who dis bitch?” and “Is he really making me shit in front of another one of his bland tricks?” That last part reminds me of some shit…

One of my friends had the same dog through three of her sort-of serious relationships and when she moved in with the third dude, her mom seriously said to her, “Don’t you think you’re going to confuse the dog by shacking up with all these men?” That was a polite way of saying, you a ho. I mean, I’m sure that dog would stare at her while thinking to himself “You disgust me, you slut!” instead of thinking “Give me that bacon.” Most dogs don’t give a cat shit if you’re a huge skank whore or if you’re a spinster prude with a vagina that hums out the melody to “Mr. Lonely” in the middle of the night. They will like your ass as long as you feed them, give them attention, don’t blame your farts on them and don’t make them go out in public wearing the groom suit you make them wear during fake wedding playtime. That being said, my friend’s dog totally judged her for being a big skank whore slut.

And I really hope Baxter dropped a wet shit in at least one of Blake’s shoes. That’s what she gets for using his ass for publicity.