The Cunting Thread

He'll stick his dick in it, but smash it on the ground midfuck to go for a walk on the farm.

Who says romance is dead? :rose:

I can see him clearly. Leaning on a fence weeping, chickens clucking around his feet, cows looking mildly startled at his wailing and wringing of hands. Then once he's calm, bravely walking back to the house to tell that foul mouthed slattern exactly what he thinks of her.

It's an epic scene.
 
I can see him clearly. Leaning on a fence weeping, chickens clucking around his feet, cows looking mildly startled at his wailing and wringing of hands. Then once he's calm, bravely walking back to the house to tell that foul mouthed slattern exactly what he thinks of her.

It's an epic scene.
He might need a talking-to from The Sinister Bollock.
You know, Bollock to bollock.
 
Fata, your late birthday present comment made me think of this.

(ETA: It's the brief look of confusion and the muttered 'This could be from anyone' that especially made it yours. :heart:)
 
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Fata, your late birthday present comment made me think of this.

(ETA: It's the brief look of confusion and the muttered 'This could be from anyone' that especially made it yours. :heart:)

Haha. Yeah about fifteen folks in here saw my mug and said "oh god that's so you".
 
Haha. Yeah about fifteen folks in here saw my mug and said "oh god that's so you".

Beautiful. That's the work equivalent of having the landlord in your local pour your pint before you've even ordered it. Clearly you are known and loved. Or at least known.
 
1. I found a pack of gum in my junk drawer in the kitchen. It has a "best by" date of June 20, 2007, but it tastes ok to me.

2. I had a horrible dream last night and I'm still out of sorts over it.
 
1. I found a pack of gum in my junk drawer in the kitchen. It has a "best by" date of June 20, 2007, but it tastes ok to me.

2. I had a horrible dream last night and I'm still out of sorts over it.

This is cunting not Iso but...

1. Oh. Good.


2. Awww. What did you dream? I was dreaming about Rick from The Walking Dead and when the alarm went I did a silent scream Pacino style. Fucking clock.
 
This is cunting not Iso but...

1. Oh. Good.


2. Awww. What did you dream? I was dreaming about Rick from The Walking Dead and when the alarm went I did a silent scream Pacino style. Fucking clock.

I was driving along and went off a curve in the road. The car was airborne and falling. I could see the ground approaching like in slow motion and I kept saying, "this is it, this is it..."

Very surreal.
 
I was driving along and went off a curve in the road. The car was airborne and falling. I could see the ground approaching like in slow motion and I kept saying, "this is it, this is it..."

Very surreal.

Yuk. I never dream about dying or falling. Often I dream I smash all my teeth out on concrete though. That's fucking nasty.
 
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.


Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!
 
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.


Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!

You blurt wherever you like, my sweet.

Larry knows what he's doing.
 
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.


Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!

It's instinct and because he KNOWS you'll get him another.

My little pup, Goliath, used to do this with his toys. He would hide them in the house, though. Every new toy I'd bring him, he'd grab and take to his hiding place.

Fata's cunting right, Larry knows what he's doing. :D

PS. Because he didn't bury things in the backyard he'd 'pretend' bury in the house. It was very cute to watch him 'bury' things on couches and pillows. :D
 
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.


Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!

Think how useful a skill it will be when you need to get rid of that body. Alternatively, is Larry a Christian dog? Perhaps he is preparing for the Rapture, when you will be lifted from your clothes and ascend into GB heaven. Those hiding places may be his bunkers full of tinned beans. Leave him some ammo too and he'll be set.
 
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