Some dogs smoke too much pot
and never graduate from junior college.
Some dogs beg to differ with Freud
There are such things as accidents. They happen all the time.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Some dogs
Some dogs star in movies, have their own business cards, and bring home the baco-strips.
Some dogs smoke too much pot
and never graduate from junior college.
Some dogs beg to differ with Freud
There are such things as accidents. They happen all the time.
Some dogs smoke too much pot
and never graduate from junior college.
Some dogs beg to differ with Freud
There are such things as accidents. They happen all the time.
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I usually respond with an urbane, Casablanca grin, but for whatever reason your "pot line" for the boxer (Alfred, is it?) really cracked me up loud. Absolutely perfect match of words to photo, tho' I'd never have spotted it myself.
And the Freud line applied to pooches? I have zero trouble accepting that. Passive aggression? Too strong? Passive assertiveness? Or is there nothing passive about it? Dog graffiti?
No Banjo, the stoner is Phoebe; the tinkler is Albert.
Those studio-trained dogs think they're all that and a bag of doggie treats.
I'll take stoner Phoebe and tinkler Albert (and slutty Betty) any day.
And, then there are the others, Some Girls, as told by the Rolling Stones.
Oowooooooo! Will you look how sessy Phoebe is? She's hot. She could be a star if she wanted to.
And Albert the Tinkler. Look at that sweet face. As Virginia would say, I love me some Albert.
Phoebe is prolly a really good Old Lady to Albert, he should be happy to have such a mellow babe like her. And don't worry about the JuCo thing, she's gonna re-enroll - as soon as she finds a way out of that chair.
wv clucke
I do LOVE ME SOME ALBERT, but ......I didn't know there were some incontinence issues. And the Phoebster is a ho? I mean a Stoned Ho. Who knew? Well we'll chat about this privately . Maybe some rehab or something.
V
Good lord, who's besmirching Phoebe's good name. She may have a secret stash somewhere, and she may have repeated music appreciation at LACC fourteen times, but don't assume.
LOL!!
...oh, the puppies, I sing the puppy song...
Dogs are the best!
Why not try modeling? The boxer's got the legs for it.
GG
Pardon, me while I wipe off my monitor!!!
Please extend my sincere apologies to the Phoebster. Actaully she does resemble a starlet laid up there on her purple cushion in her fancy chair! :)
V
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9c52vLjstQ
Love the remorse on Albert the Incontinent's face.
Yep, canines on cannabis is the only topic that could have topped your previous post.
When I looked into renting a studio sheep for Mr V's installation "Dolly: Multiplied and Extended" the going rate was 275 a day...more for a black sheep. Thats a lot of lamb chops
I'll trade you Toby the Tooter for Phoebe the Stoner. That way you will have two dogs with irresistible faces and irrefutable rears.
Canine cannabis? You think there is a market? Phoebe is obviously the poster child for the campaign.
No champs tonight and it’s only one thing to say:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuFU1dojwFU
Btw: Have you seen the trousers?
Our Daisy would love your Phoebe...they're on the same energy level!!!!
Albert the Incontinent -- I like it.
Your photo is exceptional today, K.
PA, I have a vision of constructing a sheep out of grocery store parts.
Brenda, I don't need a matched set. But Chieftess, I have a matching chair for Daisy.
Albert has his soulmate in my Molly.
I just snorted with laughter. Fortunately, I stopped short of following Albert's lead.
Shell,
Albert and I have a lot in common.
And we all have a lot in common with that frozen fountain in B'ham...
I've been trying, for years, to figure out a way to get my various and sundry 'dependents' to help pay the bills around here. The scales are weighted far too heavily in their favour, scammy little rats.
Carolynn: In Welcome to the Monkey House, Kurt Vonnegut has a story about how dogs invented everything that humans use, but being smarter than humans, they decided they'd pretend not to know much so humans would take care of them and they could lie back and relax.
Mr. E, that took a minute but I got, I got it! :)
V
That Phoebe?
I like the way she thinks. :)
Oh and also - we wouldn't you becoming one of those studio dog moms. Yipes!
And of course there's that Rod Stewart song, "some dogs have all the luck.."
We have a little white terrier - took Little Satan to obedience school. He graduated fifth place out of five dogs. They didn't want him back. We've grown accustomed to pandemonium and chaos. If only I knew pot would help...mellow the dog.
"There are such things as accidents. They happen all the time."
poop happens
Ahemmm, would you try and break it gently to Albert, but..... ummm.....I'm featuring another Lab on my blog tomorrow. You can explain I'm sure.
V
Love them doggies.
ROTFLMAO!
As I have long said, if there is such a thing as reincarnation, I want to come back as a dog in most of my friends houses.
I can lay about and be stoned (or act like it) all day. I can hang out in the house and pee wherever I want and pretend "I forgot" again. Or I can run around in frilly tutus and be all slutty, and no one seems to mind.
Tho, if I keep giggling like this at your blog, I'm going to follow in Albert's tinkling ways and people WILL look at me like I'm a stoner like Phoebe...but I draw the line at running around like Susan's Betty...I think my slutty days are over...;-)
wv:fictionism...this was all made up
Dogs get away with moidah, don't they.
Love it!
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