Is there anything more romantic than eating the same noodle of spaghetti as your crush?
I’ve never done that, but I don’t imagine kissing someone with spaghetti in your mouth and sauce all over both of your faces would be that enjoyable. Then again, I’m not a dog.
If I were a dog, I’d definitely want to live the unfettered, freewheeling life of Tramp. Especially the part with free food!
Tramp is pretty damn charming, even to the sophisticated Lady. What kind of dog is Lady anyway?