Your ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us.Originally Posted by manker
RASPBERRY RIPPLE
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Your ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us.
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I really wouldn't know where to start with that one.Your ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us.
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Sociological observation:
The later in the day your kids watch repeats of Cow&Chicken on Cartoon Network, the more sinister it becomes. When I R Baboon came on at half nine, I thought I was 11 again, watching The Exorcist for the first time, and having my psyche destroyed all over again.
effendi
Too easyI really wouldn't know where to start with that one.
Your ancestors built some pretty fine dogs. We've had three Pembrokes. Two are still with us.
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I'm not really a dog person, mbm. Altho' I am aware that the breed is some type of Corgi, yes?
I have a cat called Fergie. She is the third cat I've owned, the rest got run over. But it's okay because we've moved now to a quiet cul-de-sac.
Wanna see a pic.
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I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
RASPBERRY RIPPLE
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I'll see your pussy, and raise you a pair of hounds.
First: Max. Over 12 years old, and servicing his ass has become a major chore. How f'ing difficult is it to drop ALL your shit outside?!!!
Second: Folly. She's about 4 now. We got her as a retired show dog that had just had her second set of pups. She's been great. Very loyal, follows me around, and listens.
The deceased: Katie. One of the true loves of my life. Loyal to an extreme. No matter where I would sleep in the house, when I would wake up. I could blindly put my hand down and it would touch the top of her head. I was everything to her. I miss having her in my life.
The tall one is me, BTW.
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n'awwhh
Some stuff makes me think that I'd like a dog, like what you wrote. Then I think about the commitment and how it'd be left to me to do the walking and washing (you have to wash dogs, rite?) and then I'm put in mind of a dog smell and I remember why I like cats.
Also, you have to stop doing stuff like:
Luckily it's against widely accepted internets protocol to indulge in bestial badinage after someone posts a pic of themselves.
You look particularly freshly laundered, btw. My compliments to Mrs. Byteme.
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
effendi
I've just been to watch a Christmas concert at my son's school.
It wasn't even a nativity, ffs. Just singing and then instrumental solos. Oh, the fucking horror.
It was good to see the single mothers making an effort though.
I haven't seen so many orange faces since the re0opening of the chocolate factory.
In other news; have you noticed that barbie is swearing a lot more these days
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
an alchemist?
Cats are way better, they won't period all over your stuff if you forget to fix them. I'm only down to one cat, as the other run ran away a half a year ago. It was an outdoor cat, and suddenly after 3 years I think he just got sick of the place. It doesn't help that Nazis run the board and property management thus keeping an outdoor condo complex locked down like a fucking containment camp, poor cat never had a chance of getting back in if he happened to slip outside the building.
Everything is brought to you by Fjohürs Lykkewe.
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I hope she didn't get run over. I don't understand how my cats were scared shitless when I put the hair-dryer on but would meander onto the busy road without a care.
They're always portrayed in animation as brighter than their canine counterparts but sadly it just isn't the case :earl:
If you put a Labrador's brain inside a cats head (shrunk it a bit first, like), then you'd have the perfect pet.
I plan on beating him to death with his kids. I'll use them as a bludgeon on his face. -
--Good for them if they survive.
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My granny always said that when she died, she was coming back as a cat. 'Yes Granny,' we'd say 'put down that mangle before you do yourself a mischief'.
Sure enough, a couple of weeks after she died, this feral, flea-bitten, one-eared, blind-in-one-eye, veteran cat turned up scratching at the door. My grandad started feeding it, and it stayed with him for a few years until it got hit by a truck. He was adamant that the cat was a reincarnation of his wife.
I wonder if he ever tried to fuck it. I bet he did, the aul degenerate.
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