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When you go to the club, you get a little sloppy on some vodka sodas, yell for the DJ to play “Feeling Myself,” maybe grind up on a guy with a questionable face. But when Rihanna goes to the club, she brings home a puppy.
“She literally just went to the club, came back with a cage, wee-wee pads, food — and a fucking dog!” reports one of Rihanna’s friends, who is clearly surprised by her spur-of-the-moment decision. Of course, terminally chill RiRi doesn’t really see what the big deal is.
“Well I found him in the bathroom somewhere and he ran up to me,” she explained.
Who knew puppies hang out at clubs now? This might just convince me to start going out more (nah).
