Wednesday, June 18, 2008

It Was The Right Sort Of Cliff

A man and his dog survived a fall over a cliff in southern England.

The dog wasn't found at the scene, but, dog-like, made his way home and was found under the kitchen table.

The funniest part of the story is the ridiculous caption to the story photograph:



Which seems to indicate that, somewhere, there is the sort of cliff that one may not plunge over.

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