Author Topic: The dog I really want  (Read 1805 times)


I WANT THAT CAKE
Yes, you can have that cake  If you let me watch

forgetin stupid ass dog. That's a squeeking rat. If you can dropkick it over a fence, and if a cat is more intimidating than it, it's not a dog. I eat steaks that weigh more than that piece of stuff.


Ugh, I hate those piece of stuff toy dogs.


forgetin stupid ass dog. That's a squeeking rat. If you can dropkick it over a fence, and if a cat is more intimidating than it, it's not a dog. I eat steaks that weigh more than that piece of stuff.


Ugh, I hate those piece of stuff toy dogs.

All talk, we know that dog can beat your ass. You talk mean on the internet but if you met up with that dog face to face you'd piss your pants like the little bitch you are.

stuff that dog is scary as HELL

Im dying of cuteness right now

All talk, we know that dog can beat your ass. You talk mean on the internet but if you met up with that dog face to face you'd piss your pants like the little bitch you are.
Omg, now im laughing as hard as I can imagining that.

forgetin stupid ass dog. That's a squeeking rat. If you can dropkick it over a fence, and if a cat is more intimidating than it, it's not a dog. I eat steaks that weigh more than that piece of stuff.


Ugh, I hate those piece of stuff toy dogs.

It gets more women adoring over it that you.


All talk, we know that dog can beat your ass. You talk mean on the internet but if you met up with that dog face to face you'd piss your pants like the little bitch you are.

I'd rather drop kick it to get rid of it, than sit on it like your fat ass.


It gets more women adoring over it that you ever could.

I'd rather get less women adoring over me, than a ton of women adoring over my dog and then saying deuces to me.

I'd rather drop kick it to get rid of it, than sit on it like your fat ass.

And I thought I was becoming a heartless starfish.

As long as the dog doesn't loving bark every 2 seconds or bite everything in sight, it's good in my book.

Funny, my parents wanted us to get a dog, as did we.

And I thought I was becoming a heartless starfish.

As long as the dog doesn't loving bark every 2 seconds or bite everything in sight, it's good in my book.

That's the thing though;

Those little stuffs ALWAYS bark, and their bark never gets deep either, it sounds like a loving 12 year old boys voice crack every 2 god damn seconds.

And then the only time it takes a break from barking is when it stuffs on your brand new white rug, and even then they end up barking half way through because the stuffs they take stretch their starfish out to half the size of their body.