Cunts who keep dangerous dogs are cunts, bare with me on this one guys and girls, as a dog lover myself I can say dogs are great.
I have a Jack Russel who is brighter and more fun than most 20 year old these days, what I mean is the knobheads who have pitbulls and the like.
You know the types who if they could afford one would drive an Audi, walk around with the left hand down the pants adjusting the giblets, spikey collar, the mutts name is probably called Tyson and it’s his bodyguard, this usually means said owner is a drug pusher or that much of a cunt he needs constant protection Harry Halfwit style, without the protection a beating looms largely.
Anyway I’m getting side tracked, what got me onto this was and 85 year old with dementia was attacked and killed by 2 such cunt dogs that attacked her in her own garden and killed her after getting through a hole in fence.
Now why do people feel that they must have these kind of fuckers that can do something like this, in this case the dogs need to be put down and the owner needs 10 years for man slaughter.
I really hope this cunt gets what he deserves, no punishment is to harsh for these fucks that keep dangerous dogs, if it was a rattlesnake at least it’s only the owner that dies and that’s OK by me.
(Should I find a link for you then? – NA)
(on this occasion no piss-taking comments about the header pic please – DA)
Nominated by: Fuglyucker
…and on a similar note, this from Andrew Davenport
I nominate clueless cunt dog owners.
Cunt: “Oh my dog won’t hurt yours, it is friendly.”
Translation: “My dog is going to tear your dog apart. It has done it before. It will do it again. The law is on my side. There is nothing you can do about it!”
A friend’s dog, who is a schitzuh, got attacked by a husky, and the owner just watched with glee. The schitzuh has the biggest heart, wouldn’t hurt a fly, and is loving.
A pox of biblical proportions on cunt dog owners. They need putting down just like their dogs.
… and then there’s this from Dick Foxchaser-Fiddler
Getting Bitten By Your Best Friend….is a Cunt.
I recently spent time and money refurbishing a saw that wasn’t going too well…stripped and cleaned the carb,new diaphragm,new gaskets,,plug etc.
After spending half an hour pulling the cord (and my pluck),it still wasn’t right and I had a meltdown….chucked the thing across the yard and then set on to give it a fucking good kicking.
The hounds all retreated as I screamed like a banshee and began to teach the errant machine a lesson that it wouldn’t forget in a hurry…unfortunately my main Hound thought that we must have cornered some new type of trespasser and decided to give me a hand administering a sound thrashing to the offender….alas his excitement got the better of him and as I delivered a steel-toecap kick to the now rapidly disintegrating Husqvarna,
He mistook my thigh for the miscreant and sank his teeth..This was when my problems really started…He’s got a bit of Staffy in him and has a set of jaws like a fucking crocodile.
My howl of pain only seemed to convince the Hound that the trespasser was getting the better of the argument and he should rescue me by applying a bit more pressure to what he apparently believed to be a surprisingly foul-mouthed Rambler. He only let go when I remembered his stop-word and he realised just why I was apparently slightly irritated at him.
The problem is that I couldn’t blame the Hound for a bite-mark that looks like something Jaws would inflict…once we both calmed down and explained our behaviour to each other we came to the conclusion that it was all the trespasser/chainsaw’s fault and so finished it off with a sledgehammer before chucking the bits on the scrap-heap and retiring to lick our wounds…me more so than The Hound.
