Badger

My dog just yakked all over my pants.

Seriously, Sub-Zero, you could not have WAITED SIX MINUTES UNTIL WE WERE AT LEAST OUTSIDE?

Gah, I hope no one else comes to check out. I cannot possibly be expected to remain professional with dog vomit dripping down my leg, now can I?

*attempts to sponge it off with a tissue* Fuck fuck fuck and I can't make a break to the bathroom because there are people EATING IN MY LOBBY!

ARGLEBLARGLERAGGLEFRAGGLEARGH! ಥ_ಥ