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I fucking hate you.
I mean it, I feel ridiculous. Get it off.
Lady, just because your boyfriend doesn’t want to settle down, doesn’t mean you should pretend that I’m a real baby in hopes that he’ll play along in your twisted game of “house”. I promise you’re scaring him off, and it makes you look insane. Think about it, you dress me like a Gap employee and tote me around like a damned fashion accessory. It’s disgusting, and you need to get your shit straight. Meantime, you can stop force-feeding me Altoids, you bitch.
While I’m on the record, there are some other things I could do without, you psycho. Yeah, as it turns out, I don’t really care for the ylang-ylang oil massage. It’s not relaxing, it actually hurts and generally creeps me out. In fact, it’s damn close to rape.
Oh, this just in, I’m not actually a fucking vegetarian. Do you honestly think that I prefer couscous and tofu over my lamb and beef nuggets?Lettuce wraps? Are you fucking serious… what is your damage? I would rather eat my own shit, and guess what, when you’re asleep, I do. Then I lick your whore face and laugh about it.
Don’t even get me started on my name. Louis Vuitton? You superficial bitch. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is? I’m already wearing the gayest sweater since the "Cosby Show", but you insist on naming me after an expensive line of European handbags. Seriously, fuck you. You make me look like a complete pussy and I hate you for it. For real, the next time you try to gel my hair, I will tear a hole in your windpipe. I swear to God I will.
Not that you’d ever fucking notice, but you continue to place me in dangerous situations. Just yesterday at the dog park, I could feel the cold hard stare from a Doberman through my Kenneth Cole double-breasted pea coat. Shit, even the French poodle called me a fag, and he was wearing a beret.
Do you have any idea what would happen to a dog like me at the pound? You don’t even WANT to know. I step in there with even a whiff of CK One on me, and it’s all over.
It pisses me off that you don’t pull this shit on the cat (Although it’s probably because she’s a lesbo). I am really tired of the smug looks I get from that butch-ass feline. Just once I’d like to see you put an ascot around her neck and let her feel what this shit is like. Then she’ll realize it’s not funny, and I’m in real pain here. At the very least you could throw a flannel shirt on that dyike and even it up here, you owe it to me. I promise I will end all nine of her lives if I ever get a chance to chase her without these miniature Steve Madden patent leather urban utility boots strapped on my paws. Not that I’d get far; even without the shoes I still have to battle these Italian micro suede chinos.
Listen lady, I’m at the end of my rope and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking (Yes, there’s a lot of time for that while you watch E!, thumb through your copy of People magazine, stopping occasionally to read the text message on your jewel-encrusted Sidekick). I have decided that I’m running away. I’m going to take my chances on the outside. Tomorrow morning, during doggy yoga, I am fucking gone, baby – and there is nothing you can do to stop me.
The last thing you’ll see is my puckered little asshole as I’m out the door, but not before I leave a hot, soft and juicy turd pile right on my miniature doggy yoga mat – and I’ve got a half a pound of espresso beans and 3 bran muffins for breakfast to make sure it’s a good one.
What an article! I agree with this little pooch! haha-- I have a collie/chow mix whos adorable. I don't go for dressing up animals! They're dogs. Let them be! A hat is fine or a holiday bandana but we're getting carried away with all of this clothing for dogs. They're not toys or stuffed animals! They DO have feelings!
Stop the tears
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Posted: 12/9/2005 5:25:17 PM
I am fucking crying over here - this is insanely funny!
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Posted: 12/9/2005 6:55:35 PM
Funny funny! And so true, let your dogs have some dignity : ) And feed them meat, they love it.
Me
Um... You guys know that's Paris Hiltons dog, right?
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Posted: 12/10/2005 5:48:43 PM
Needless to say the bitch had it coming...Paris, not the dog.
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Posted: 12/11/2005 3:06:43 AM
i have read witty commentary, written some, and critiqued some. but this is some of the freshest i have seen in some time. i take pride in my wit and humor - in 10 minutes i could produce two paragraphs of this. however, as one continuous, cogent, humurous, extended rant - i take my hat off.
Vanessa
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Posted: 12/12/2005 12:35:25 PM
This was fucking incredible. I sent it to a dozen people. We all laughed our asses off.
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Posted: 12/13/2005 2:01:36 PM
Funniest article I ever read! Now I know how my poor puppy feels.
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Posted: 12/15/2005 4:14:30 PM
I once punted a dog over a fence that was wearing one of those sweaters, but after reading that i feel better for putting it out of its misery
James Aaron
I HAVE SMALL PENIS
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Posted: 12/15/2005 7:08:51 PM
If your looking for a good time, call me at 281-496-2570
I'm 15 male and blond and I give great head.
Eric M
Should I be worried?
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Posted: 12/15/2005 11:14:47 PM
My girlfriend (we live together) just bought a Chihuahua "purse dog". She even got it a collar with Rhinestones and a matching leash. She also wants to go and buy her a sweater. Should I be worried? Should I start wearing a condom when we have sex, in fear of her discontinuing her birth control in hopes of getting knocked up? I'd drive the dog to the next town, but she put a microchip in the damn thing so she won't get lost! How long do those little rat-dogs live, anyway? Should I just change my name and move to Mexico with some drugged out stripper slut? I'm scared...very scared.