Instead of working seriously,my lazy friend likes to lollygag at the company where he works,dreaming about pretty girls and ignoring his responsibilities.
Ever wonder if that whiskery fellow walking his jowly Scottish terrier or that leggy, long-haired blonde jogging with her Afghan hound were just flukes?
No sooner had I crossed their threshold than my eyes were riveted to a young blueeyed beauty with waves of flaxen hair cascading down her white and blue ski jacket.