today I saw a dog running along the pavement, all by itself. There was nobody else around and it seemed to have real purpose in its run so I like to think it was out fighting crime or helping orphans, like Benji.
Anyway, it made me smile. Until I had visions of it being flattened by a lorry or spraypainted by some naughty schoolchildren.
There's not really much point to this thread, so I'll vainly try to give it one... marzipan? It's horrid, isn't it?
Oh and like, money! Relationships! Curse you modern life.
There's a dog around my way that only walks sideways
a bit like a crab
i like mazipan
whenever i have it, which is about once a year. i never have any desire to have it any other time though.
maybe i don't really like it?
this one time, when i lived in palmer's green and worked in holborn and used to get buses home via finsbury park, i saw a small dog sprint across Seven Sisters Road, dodging between cars, and into Finsbury Park. it, too, seemed to have real purpose. maybe it's the same dog?
Maybe it was a suicidal dog
Its purpose was to find a car to flatten it.
LOL
http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=navclient&ie=UTF-8&rls=IRFA,IRFA:2006-41,IRFA:en&q=dog%20in%20sunglasses&oe=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wi
Did
it look like the sort of dog that could talk?
Hope you beat City in the replay, we can get our revenge on Mark Crossley then...
I was going to stop it
and get down to it's level to try and converse but I thought, 'what if someone is trapped down a hole?' my idle chit-chat could lose them valuable seconds.
I hope we turn City over too. A trip to Hillsborough could be on the cards.
Count me in :)
My nana has a pitbull
called Harley, he only has 3 legs but he can still catch rabbits.
Three-legged rabbits?
aren't they illegal?
he can't
catch rabbits. that's ridiculous. my dog (see picture) is seriously fast and a natural hunter but he can't catch up with a rabbit.
marzipan is horrid, yes
me and my sister fondly reminisced about Woof! the other day CLASSIC TV
I read that whole book
in one night when I was seven.
My best mate
is good friends with the headmaster in Woof! He came down the pub with us once.
I like those marzipan fruits
whats the brown sticky herby thing they push into the apple?
a clove?
Ah yes!
Is it unusual to have a craving to eat playdoh. It's blue and it smells nice too.
Not once you've tried it.
It doesn't taste as good as it looks/feels.
It does.
It tastes salty. I love salt.
I've just eaten some
it's nice, I like it.
I used to
have a huge crush on Thomas Aldwinckle who played Roy, Eric's best mate in the first couple of seasons of Woof! I had all the books, sigh.
I love dogs and love the fact you started this thread
On the beach in Koh Samui I saw a dog digging... digging hard as though it's life depended on it. It flicked sand out from between his back legs which landed in drips and drabs on one man in particular who was sunbathing (in speedos, no less - another story). A crowd of people stood around this dog and I was on my usual sunset walk, ipod on, feet moving through shallow water. I walked up to the man in speedos and asked, 'What is the dog looking for?' and he replied, 'We are still waiting to find out.'
This dog did not stop digging. It was hilarious. I think it was natural instinct kicking in or something.
I love dogs. I LOVE THEM!
that's actually hilarious.
! heh!
I actually had private giggle value for the rest of my beach walk
which was about 1.5 hours. Truth.
When I was on on Koh Samui
the least convincing transexual I have ever seen grabbed my crotch and asked if I wanted some sex.
I politely declined.
and i asked really politely too
^timing
:D
Haha
they're funny. I would love to have a boxer dog, they're very boisterous. My mum's friend had one that collected yoghurt pots during a phantom pregnancy.
i used to have a female boxer dog
and she was so so sweet - but actually crazy. CRAZY. then she got shot.
Shot!
why???how??? :-(
she went on a sheep killing spree
with the neighbouring farms alsation. and the farmer has a legal right to shoot any dog that does that. even if he hadn't, she probably would have had to have been put down. :(
Aww
that's horrible. Poor boxer. :-(
yeah..... she was mental. MENTAL.
she used to chase my horse around the place and scare the crap out of her.
people
say it's like having a child to look after. But they're sooooo cute!
i dunno, she was quite easy.
only problem is she was a bit unhinged. but she was so so cute, and really friendly and playful. i think if they're trained properly they're fine, ours wasn't.
Did
she dribble lots? Apparently they flobby flob alot.
a teeny bit but no more so
than other dogs. she looked like this
http://www.kateconnick.com/postcards/boxer0605v.jpg
but was tiger striped. SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Haha
look at the teeth! Awww.
i know! mine used to do that.
god she was so cute. i want a boxer again.
ok
you get one and I'll babysit the cutey every so often. Woo!
i don't
like boxer dogs ....
do you like
my dog??
I like your dog!
everyone likes my dog
he's amazing....
.
there's a little rat like dog that I see running around on my way back to my car from work. I call it Rat Dog.
Marzipan is the Devil's knob-cheese.
okay, I need more coffee.
:)
You're making me think about doing rude things to the devil.
hahaha
you're going to hell you freak!
i sometimes see a dog
with some sort of growth on it's testical. Basically it's testical is about the size of a grapefruit and wobbles uncomfortably behind the dog. The dog itself is tiny, like 8 inches tall. I don't know the breed.
Not a funny dog story.
are you sure it's not riding
a dog space-hopper?
that is quite funny, tom
oh thank you, rose.
this is a sad story
you should take it to the vet - it probably has testicular cancer
he's always with his owner
and seems quite well looked after. His owner looks quite hard as well so I'm not really going to interfere.
Also I'm squeemish.
My
dad's dog is growing a huuuuge tumour on her back leg, he can't take her out in public places because people would point and puke. It's getting bigger, she'll be put down soon...as soon as she starts peeing sideways. :-(
when I was in Wales over Christmas
I saw two dogs playing frisbee. It was ace. Cats are better though.
how did they throw it?
or did they have an elaborate belt-driven throwing device?
well
their owner was helping out. But they were taking it in turns.
There's a man and a dog
and the man says
"where the shitting hell are we?"
the dog says
"woof, I'm a dog how the fuck should I know"
ah, talking dogs
this story is turning out to be great.
so the man kicks him and says
"stupid dog"
The End
My
favourite bit was the talking dog
agreed
it lost momentum after that
mine too.
Especially when he spoke to the man. Classic. I'll never forget that.
I didn't get it
:(
Fuckers
I had to abort the mission. I'll be back with it later. It's a good story.
I think the dog saved it.
Anyone
remember the bit where the dog was talking?
oh yeah!
I'd forgotten about that. Brilliant.
Hey guys!
Have I missed anything?
ONLY
A TALKING DOG!
talking dogs
you missed out BIG
only you not doing your essay!
go do your essay then, and only then, might we tell you an amazing story about
<SPOLIER WARNING>
A talking dog!
Spolier?
Is that a type of dog?
when it spoke to that man
I was in raptures. Amazing stuff.
I know!
I did NOT see that coming!
Just die will you
X
I think the Greek guy next door
thinks I'm crying. But I'm laughing!
this thread makes me lolalot!
I love marzipan.
It was my stop-smoking aid. When you have a craving, eat a small blob of the stuff. Works. But then i ran out marzipan and started smoking again.
why didn't you just buy more marzipan?
How much does it cost nowadays?
can you not get it on the NHS?
I'm afraid not.
And my village doesn't sell marzipan. Or much else, really. Fags and booze, and a rather choicy selection of chocolate bars.
Only in tablet form
I've been smoking for nearly 10 years now and I am still not addicted
how does one get addicted?
By revolving their lives around the cancer sticks
OR getting into habits. Habits are hard to break, and this is my problem. It feels wrong to come to college and not smoke, as it's all i've done in the place (bar a tiny bit of learning here and there), and in pubs, as i've been smoking since i started drinking.. I have no self-control/willpower.
what does this
have to do with talking dogs?
fuck off
Do you want to hear my story or not?
It involves HUGE abcesses (and I am not talking about Lesley Joseph's face either!!)
how many talking dogs are there?
if it's one or more then I'm in.
None.
There are none. But there are huge abcesses.
The entire story is ruined now though. I hope you're all happy. You humourless gits.
can you maybe introduce a talking dog into the story?
I think every story benefits from one.
Let's rewrite The Bible!
there's already a talking dog in the bible
you idiot!
wait
I'm thinking of something else