ode to Brian Griffin,

for though he may be

a cartoon dog,

whose presence graces

the halls of Family Guy,

he is an Atheist dog,

the first of its kind

who keeps a gun & a

bottle of scotch in his

safety deposit box

for the day when HE

decides this place is too

much & chooses to end it.

though he may be a shitty

writer,

a male chauvinist of sorts &

occasionally he will eat

Stewie’s feces or somebody else’s

vomit,

he is, for better or for worse,

the kind of cartoon character that

we need out there---

the kind of cartoon character that

stops lying to kids,

painting them pretty pictures of

an afterlife, or an overlooking force

who will come to one’s aid when

trouble arises---

he instead is there for the family he lives

with,

on this planet (though animated) & this

planet alone---

it is no surprise that the master of wit

who created the series & does the

majority of the voices on the show,

resembles the dog in real life,

idealistically &

charismatically--- 

merci beaucoup, Mr. Macfarlane,

merci.