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Welcome back! Thank you for sacrificing your time.

Of course he did. :) He had a whole one, and he and girldog Blaze shared the other.

He's an Akita. :)

Hi. As the H.B.I.C. and a fellow female, I am well versed in all things tits, and demand that pics of yours are posted so that I may properly inspect them. Thank you very much. :)

My furry protector (and Lovesick Siren's fuzzbutt boyfriend) turned 6 today. Logan attempts to pre-emptively snag a birthday burger. This is also a hilariously unflattering picture of him. Ah, here's his normal handsome face.

I thought suprahero was gay?

Personally, I don't find it funny in the least that this sheep was wasted as a "sacrifice." And I don't find it funny as the only reason I see you posting this would be to get a rise out of people.

'bout the same spot as one of Mike's scars, but you can't see it because of his facial hair. Vitamin E and http://www.mederma.com/ should help yours out since it's still so fresh. Unless you want to keep it. Because hey - chicks like me dig scars. :)

Bear in mind that in many places, it's also illegal to own a wolf or hybrid. I don't like German Shepherds unless they're true German imports. Pretty much all of the American bred GSDs are way too hyper, don't take well to training, and too inbred to be intelligent. I do have to say that I do...

Howdy!

ftfy.

The only high-maintenance part of an Akita is when their coat blows twice a year.... (not my dog) ...leaf blowers work great on a shedding Akita. Ask me how I know. ;) The NRA and Georgia Open Carry stickers on the doors aside... our door mat: We have that^ one at the front porch...

Holy eff, what a gorgeous car.

Holy fuck, SupraMario. Are you okay? Is your dog okay? Is your house okay?

I highly recommend a copy of Quicken.

There were quite a few posted in the Frolicon thread, pumpkin. :P

Sorry. I was too busy trying to keep my lunch down to think of taking a pic. :P

Tuesdays are generally referred to as "Stupid Tuesday" with us girls in the salon part of my job, as, it seems, anything that can go wrong, will. My girlfriend Ashley (wtf is her name here? Flaming Lips? Peeling Lips? Sugar Lips?) sent me a wonderful text this morning, wishing me a "FUCKING...

.............oh. my god. Mike will attest that I cackled at this. Oh, and I'm gonna go get a drink. ...and when do I get pics of your other fun night, trucker? :P