On Saturdays, if I can't bring Balboa, don't even bother to invite me.
Proof in point, I went to The Refined with Balboa.
Balboa doesn't drink (of course... he's a dog silly),
but if he did drink this would be his drink of choice.
Okay, so the picture here... he's reacting to my sneakers. They smell, I know it, he knows it, Balboa knows it too. But Balboa doesn't really care. He loves me regardless of my stinky sneakers that "could kill a small child... or village". #lifeofaboxer definitely is fitting here.
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