It's Easter Sunday and Louis C.K. shuffles down the street to the dog park. Laughing families walk past him dressed in their Sunday best. His dog squats to wee in the middle of the sidewalk. The families are forced to walk around the growing pool of urine. They give him a look. He clears his throat, about to say something, then tosses his half-eaten bagel aside for the birds to pick at. He gets to the park, empty except for a guy screaming at his dog, and sits on a bench. Alone. Go do your thing, he says to the dog, lets it off the leash, hangs it around his neck and looks down to play Candy Crush. They never give you enough blues. People are laughing. He looks up. How did they recognize me? Oh, the dogs. The dogs are fucking. It's the most Louis C.K. photo of all time, which someone posted on Imgur yesterday.
