My parents dinged a couple of grand getting something out of the dog's stomach that it'd foolishly eaten and couldn't s**t out. I forget what it was.
But I do remember our first dog, a doberman, eating a rabbitskin purse my brother had fashioned from a fresh rabbit.
Fuck that was hard leather. I remember seeing the dog trying to crap that out over a period of days and f**k me, it was literally bouncing for joy once it all came out
Posted By: Worzel Scrimmage, Apr 25, 17:30:12
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