Free dog. This is a smallish yet loud dog. It is not small enough to fit in your purse, but who the fuck are you kidding, you’re no Paris Hilton. Sizewize, it is somewhere between the Taco Bell dog and Benji. It is brown and white, or possibly just white but dirt caked. I think it’s about a year old. I think that because it’s been about a year since I’ve been able to sleep past 6:30am without being awakened by the barks of a meduim sized dirty dog. I don’t know that it knows any tricks, but it is very skilled at shitting in my yard and barking incessantly. I think it is a boy dog, but I only think this because the owner of said dog is a misogynistic, wife beating dirt bag, and I can’t imagine that he’d have a girl dog, but I could be wrong about that. I’ve never gotten close enough to the dog to check out its goods, so if gender is a deal breaker for you, you might want to pass on this one. I don’t know this dog’s name, but I can tell you that it does not answer to “JesusChristPuhleeezeShutTheFuckUp!!!” If you’re looking for a dog with that name, than this is not the dog for you.
The one tricky part about this transaction is that technically, this is not my dog. In fact, there is no “technically” about it, this is definitely not my dog. This rank creature belongs to my next door neighbor, The King of Rank Creatures. What makes this whole scenario feasible is that said next door neighbor has the disposition of a drunken Boo Radley, and will almost certainly not even realize or care that you are in his yard stealing his dog. Also, as the next door neighbor, I will provide excellent look out skills.
No givebacks.
via craigslist
