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A funny little game I like to play silently to myself is to imagine the people I meet as dogs, what sort of dog would they be?
That one is a dead ringer for my ex girlfriend. She would say anything to get a doctor to write her a script and popped pain pills like jelly beans. We lasted less than a year, would have been much less but she did have some genuine health issues and was very slick at hiding things from me.