The great bedroom mystery.

soggynuts

Veteran XV
I leave my bedroom with half a sandwich left to go make a phone call outside.

I come back 5-10 minutes later and mysteriously there is no sandwich, and there is now a small pile of dog poop on my carpet.

I think the best way to put it would be i got "owned"
 
kill your fucking nasty dog... what the fuck is with people that they live with animals in your house...
 
It's not my dog, it's my dad. and it likes to crap in my room. stupid dog.

It's also a little weiner dog so it's not bad having it in the house.. no worse then a cat, in fact maybe not as bad? (except for when it poops in my room)
 
Apcalypse said:
kill your fucking nasty dog... what the fuck is with people that they live with animals in your house...
You wouldn't let your dog live in your house? You're such a "bad ass" I have 3 dogs and they live inside my apartment and they cause no trouble.
 
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