I'm guessing that 'Uncle' isn't the real Micky. I'm also guessing that 'Uncle' is a fucking retard, because my daughter was not born with a set of testicles.
Actually Uncle Micky is me. Sorry if I got it wrong,even my first post didnt take so I posted again, but theres nothing there to judge by except that your beautiful daughter is wrapped in blue. Anyway, you gotta know I'm nothing but overjoyed or you as I've seen you come full circle for the best
Just dropped by to tell you thanks for risking your life for even the most useless pieces of sht on earth.
Bless you and your new family bro.
My new pup and I just returned from Punchbowl national cemetary. I thought I’d share. Both my Great Dane and my Pug died this year whithin a few months of each other. Its been a few months now, three weeks ago I saw a Tibeten Spaniel/Chihuahua on line that needed adoption because his Army family was moving to the mainland at the same time the father was deploying for the first time to Afghanistan. my son, wife and I went to visit the dog before deciding, the dogs family was there to meet us in front of a Walmart so the dog and I could check each other out. My dogs have always been either large or masculine and butchy in appearance, “Rocky” was not. He was no bigger than your average Chihuahua but with a Spaniels coat, jet black and short legs. upon first seeing him from a distance I was a little apprehensive. As I got right upto him he turned out to be the sweetest little fucker with a grin and a sneer like Edward G Robison. Going into this I knew there was a 200.00 re-homing fee. The owner who was all of about 18 years old, fresh out of boot camp, rosy red cheeks, nicest most polite guy in the world was explaining his situation to me which inadvertantly lead me to thank him for what he was doing and also asked him to blow the sht out of one of those bastards for me. I could see his eyes start welling up as he said “you’re the first person since my volunteering thats said that to me”. In short time we agreed that I could give Rocky the home he deserved. I handed him the 200 bucks and he handed it right back to me saying it just didnt seem right taking money for Rocky, both his daughters and wife were in tears as they said good bye to Rocky. His wife was the last to say farewell to Rocky, as she handed him to me she unknowingly ended up with the 200 bucks slipped into her purse along with a lttle note that said “not for rocky, instead for all of you to go out and enjoy”.
Most rewarding day I’ve had in a long time. Theres no way that man was going to give me a dime
9 comments:
AWWWWWWWWWWW....
( Let him keep his nuts)
Halleluja for all of you.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...
( let him keep his nut)
Joy for all of you
HUH ?
You couldn't have found a picture where she doesn't look asian?
I'm guessing that 'Uncle' isn't the real Micky. I'm also guessing that 'Uncle' is a fucking retard, because my daughter was not born with a set of testicles.
Actually Uncle Micky is me.
Sorry if I got it wrong,even my first post didnt take so I posted again, but theres nothing there to judge by except that your beautiful daughter is wrapped in blue.
Anyway, you gotta know I'm nothing but overjoyed or you as I've seen you come full circle for the best
And yeah, I have been kinda retarded lately...
story for another place
Just dropped by to tell you thanks for risking your life for even the most useless pieces of sht on earth.
Bless you and your new family bro.
My new pup and I just returned from Punchbowl national cemetary.
I thought I’d share.
Both my Great Dane and my Pug died this year whithin a few months of each other. Its been a few months now, three weeks ago I saw a Tibeten Spaniel/Chihuahua on line that needed adoption because his Army family was moving to the mainland at the same time the father was deploying for the first time to Afghanistan. my son, wife and I went to visit the dog before deciding, the dogs family was there to meet us in front of a Walmart so the dog and I could check each other out. My dogs have always been either large or masculine and butchy in appearance, “Rocky” was not. He was no bigger than your average Chihuahua but with a Spaniels coat, jet black and short legs. upon first seeing him from a distance I was a little apprehensive. As I got right upto him he turned out to be the sweetest little fucker with a grin and a sneer like Edward G Robison.
Going into this I knew there was a 200.00 re-homing fee. The owner who was all of about 18 years old, fresh out of boot camp, rosy red cheeks, nicest most polite guy in the world was explaining his situation to me which inadvertantly lead me to thank him for what he was doing and also asked him to blow the sht out of one of those bastards for me. I could see his eyes start welling up as he said “you’re the first person since my volunteering thats said that to me”.
In short time we agreed that I could give Rocky the home he deserved. I handed him the 200 bucks and he handed it right back to me saying it just didnt seem right taking money for Rocky, both his daughters and wife were in tears as they said good bye to Rocky.
His wife was the last to say farewell to Rocky, as she handed him to me she unknowingly ended up with the 200 bucks slipped into her purse along with a lttle note that said “not for rocky, instead for all of you to go out and enjoy”.
Most rewarding day I’ve had in a long time. Theres no way that man was going to give me a dime
Well ?
Hows the family doing ?
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