The one that gives a ****.Which one gets half your stuff if you pick the other?
Post of the day and the day is young.Erotic take, Glenn.
Ah, we find the guy who likes to dress his dog in outfits.If you posted pictures of both with no clothes on, we could make an informed decision.
I'm allergic to them so I have that going for me so I have a real reason for hating them other that the fact that they don't care about me and they are the most self-centered creature on the planet.What if your “significant other” IS a cat?
As long as the plank is stiff it should be ok.I used to have the greatest dog in history. Henry was his name. A doberman/hound mix, that was just so affable and smart that you couldn't believe it. He was a year old when I met what would turn out to be my second wife. She balked at the idea of keeping Henry when it became clear that we were serious/going to be married. "I'm not really a "dog" person.", she said.
I made it perfectly clear what my choice was, if she pushed the issue and I had to pick.
Fortunately, for her, Henry won her over (as he did with everyone) and she ended up as attached that old rascal as I was. But she was damn close to walking the plank for a couple of weeks...


Who knew you were the luckiest man on the planet if your wife was a dog? I have a few people I'd love to say that to but I'll just bite my lip.What if they were one in the same?
I too am allergic, but I have known cats (owned one) that are loving and devoted. They are cool, when most dogs are goofy. I like both and would have both, but for my allergies. My dog is probably not going to last the remainder of this year. We have him about as medicated as we can. Enjoying these last months.I'm allergic to them so I have that going for me so I have a real reason for hating them other that the fact that they don't care about me and they are the most self-centered creature on the planet.
My wife has always tried to keep me in check when giving my dog treats or table scraps. She remains quiet now. He gets what he wants.Your dog deserves treats.
As long as the plank is stiff it should be ok.
Yeah sure it’s the cat, it’s actually people that are the most self-centered creatures on the planet without a shadow of a doubt. We’ll burn this whole place down to consume everything we can possibly shove down our throats, store in boxes in our basements, or jerkoff to in an effort to fill the bottomless hole of self-loathing and aimless pursuit of purpose we’ve created for thinking making everything easier was always going to make things “better” all while bowing down to anything that allows us to obtain a few more pointless dollars.I'm allergic to them so I have that going for me so I have a real reason for hating them other that the fact that they don't care about me and they are the most self-centered creature on the planet.
All his dogs were a hen e ry...he wouldn't have a willy or a sam.I used to have the greatest dog in history. Henry was his name. A doberman/hound mix, that was just so affable and smart that you couldn't believe it. He was a year old when I met what would turn out to be my second wife. She balked at the idea of keeping Henry when it became clear that we were serious/going to be married. "I'm not really a "dog" person.", she said.
I made it perfectly clear what my choice was, if she pushed the issue and I had to pick.
Fortunately, for her, Henry won her over (as he did with everyone) and she ended up as attached that old rascal as I was. But she was damn close to walking the plank for a couple of weeks...
What an eccentric performance.Yeah sure it’s the cat, it’s actually people that are the most self-centered creatures on the planet without a shadow of a doubt. We’ll burn this whole place down to consume everything we can possibly shove down our throats, store in boxes in our basements, or jerkoff to in an effort to fill the bottomless hole of self-loathing and aimless pursuit of purpose we’ve created for thinking making everything easier was always going to make things “better” all while bowing down to anything that allows us to obtain a few more pointless dollars.
But I digress…
I wouldn’t have described it as eccentric, more so brutally honest about human behavior. I guess you’ve never had grandparents or anyone die and had to move all their stuff out of their house or storage unit… most everything someone owns gets thrown into a dumpster after they die.What an eccentric performance.