On Mon, 01 Jun 2009 23:08:32 -0400, BAR wrote:

Zombie of Woodstock wrote:
On Mon, 01 Jun 2009 19:39:35 -0400, BAR wrote:

Zombie of Woodstock wrote:
On Mon, 01 Jun 2009 18:27:16 -0400, "Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq."
wrote:

jps wrote:
On Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:44:00 -0400, "Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq."
wrote:

jps wrote:
He's a victim of middle class morals. The dog is trained in the same.
I have no problems with profanity, it just sounds childish when you use
it in every sentence. Trust me, you calling everyone a **** does
nothing to help your case...
I've called one person a **** and deservedly so.

Now, let's get back to the point. Is your dog trained in middle class
morals as I've speculated?
First of all, it is dogs, and neither one of them are middle class. My
dogs are not plebeian, strictly upper crust morals for those mongrels.
Speaking of dogs, this afternoon one of the local guys who breeds
Doberman's invited me to look over his new brood of pups - he's got a
couple that are "odd man out" - color is a little off and one is a
runt.

Now that I'm without a doggie around the house, I'm seriously thinking
of the runt - maybe the other odd ball to keep her company.

I have to practice my speech to Mrs. Wave when she gets home. :)

I love Dobermans.
Just tell here that you had to take the other one because if you took
just one she would be lonely. Aren't they cute?

Um...that's an old one - used it so many times it's a little frayed
around the edges. :)

This is going to have to be a very unique argument on my part - she's
had her heart set on a teacup Yorkie for a long time and she's been
dropping major hints about it for the past month or so.

I hate small dogs. :)

And before you say it, no - no, no, no - as in no - I'm not having a
teacup Yorkie around the house. Besides the fact that's it's small,
I'm a putz and I can just see me drop kicking the poor thing across
the room from time to time or stepping on it making it into a very
flat Yorkie. :)

My grandfather, a 1927 graduate of the Parris Island boys club, finally
succumbed to his wife's wishes and got a couple of toy poodles. It was
cute seeing a 7 lb dog in his lap and him actually carrying on a
conversation with the dog. Not that there is anything wrong with that.

This is one Jarhead that ain't gonna have no lap dog, I'll tell you
what.