SIGN OF THE APOCALYPSE
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My dog can lick his own nads. He doesn't need a date.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 19, 2007 at 02:56 PM
first on this friday!!!...happy friday
Posted by: Chaz | January 19, 2007 at 02:56 PM
ok...I will share with Chris. He is cool.
Posted by: Chaz | January 19, 2007 at 02:58 PM
The last time I tried this "service", they fixed me up with a real dog...
Posted by: PirateBoy | January 19, 2007 at 03:00 PM
I don't think I'm likely to find love in a doggy dating register. But hey whatever blows your hair back. BTW where's c-bol?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 19, 2007 at 03:00 PM
true story- my dog humped my boss when he (my boss) came over for dinner with his wife.
Posted by: mudstuffin | January 19, 2007 at 03:01 PM
"Hello, my name is Teddy. I'm a young urban terrier, still with my original equipment, looking for a rowdy b!tch who likes long walks in the park at dusk and chasing the old balls around the bedroom at night. Call me.
Posted by: Teddy | January 19, 2007 at 03:04 PM
SWCM (Single White Canine Mutt), seeks SWCB for walks in the park, playful romps and occasional nights of moon-howling. Must be non-sniffer.
Lets hang out the car window together!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 19, 2007 at 03:04 PM
Can't post anything just now, I'm off to register the domain name "Am-I-in-Heat-Or-Not"?
Posted by: Lairbo | January 19, 2007 at 03:06 PM
Mud, I assume you have incriminating photos and comfortable employment security...
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 19, 2007 at 03:09 PM
People clearly have way too much time and money on their hands. There are no words. At least none that I can find that aren't liberally sprinkled with profanities.
Posted by: KOW | January 19, 2007 at 03:09 PM
2 poodles on a street corner, a terrier approaches. Poodle one says urgently. "Sit".
Poodle 2 "Huh?".
"I said sit, NOW!".
Poodle 2 sits obediently and terrier strolls by.
"What was that all about?" asks poodle 2 with a puzzled expression.
"That little shit has the coldest nose in town" poodle 1 explains.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 19, 2007 at 03:11 PM
*snork* @ Lairbo.
What's sad is that there's probably a business model there. In the 90s, you probably could have gotten enough VC cash to
buy at least two Jaguarsbring it to fruition.Posted by: Clean Hands | January 19, 2007 at 03:12 PM
Not in Michigan. That's a Class 1 felony.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 19, 2007 at 03:14 PM
The problem is not finding a date for my dog, it's a matter of keeping him from finding his own.
Posted by: pogo | January 19, 2007 at 03:15 PM
Oh look, they have a scratch n sniff page. My dog will love that.
*not really, I just made that up*
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 19, 2007 at 03:16 PM
mud, congratulations on your raise!
Lairbo, don't forget b!tch.com.
Posted by: CJrun | January 19, 2007 at 03:17 PM
I don't know, every girl they've set me up with has been a real b!tch.
Posted by: fivver | January 19, 2007 at 03:18 PM
I have two male dogs and they keep each other entertained. (I think they're gay.) (nttawwt)
Posted by: *Only Bitch in the House* | January 19, 2007 at 03:32 PM
OBITH, you never know with dogs, I have a female jack russel who humps the head of my male border collie when he lays down.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 19, 2007 at 03:36 PM
and what's wrong with that??
Posted by: Siouxie | January 19, 2007 at 03:40 PM
oops! changed the name too quickly ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | January 19, 2007 at 03:41 PM
My boy dogs wouldn't know what to do with a date. They are too busy romping (not literally) in the snow right now!
Posted by: wxgurl | January 19, 2007 at 03:48 PM
Can't post anything just now, I'm off to register the domain name "Am-I-in-Heat-Or-Not"?
Posted by: Lairbo | 03:06 PM on January 19, 2007
snoooorkkkk
Posted by: Chaz | January 19, 2007 at 04:01 PM
Must be Friday. The blog has gone to the dogs.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 19, 2007 at 04:28 PM
It's ben a Frisky Friday all day, that's for sure. Sheesh.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 19, 2007 at 04:31 PM
Wait, did I miss sign #874376987563498764348 ??
Dammit.
"Hi, I'm here to pick up Fluffy for the doggy date!"
"Very well. Where's your pet?"
"Uh, I didn't see anything that says I'm required to have one."
Posted by: Christobol | January 19, 2007 at 04:35 PM
well, do it!
this is why more dogs need dates.
Posted by: Click Me | January 19, 2007 at 04:36 PM
"Gosh, I hope Zipper and Fluffy hit it off."
"Oh I'm sure they will."
"Wow, he's already sniffing around the old, heh, well, hmmm."
"That's normal."
"Geeze! Would you look at that! He didn't even offer to buy her dinner! That's awesome! You go, Zipper!"
Posted by: Christobol | January 19, 2007 at 04:41 PM
We [me and my doggie date] interrupt this thread to announce that it's after 5pm in Hoopleville and that's good enough for us:
BlogBar's Open!
*sets out hot toddies for the blogsicles, ESBs, mojitos for the unfrozen, and butterflied shrimp*
Posted by: CJrun | January 19, 2007 at 04:44 PM
Cbol, you were missed today.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 19, 2007 at 04:48 PM
Gratefully accepting a hot toddy before I head out into the gale. Thanks, CJ
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 19, 2007 at 04:48 PM
Yay, I got here at the right time! Hot toddy, please, CJ, it's still too darn cold here!
I showed my border collie the website. He, of course, was quite critical of the webdesign and offered suggestions for modifications that would improve the site and attract more customers.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 19, 2007 at 04:49 PM
Thanks CJ, but then hmmmm, it's always ater 5pm somewhere, so....
QQ: the blog always gets slow around now (east coast rush hour), and then when I can log on again around 9pm most of you are gone. Will anyone else be here after 9? I know: Most of you have lives...
Posted by: mm | January 19, 2007 at 04:50 PM
CJ - Is the butterflied shrimp compliments of the Romanian surgeon? Or is it the peel and eat kind?
Posted by: Meditrina | January 19, 2007 at 04:51 PM
oh Med, you just tainted the hors d'oevres
Posted by: mm | January 19, 2007 at 04:52 PM
*snork* @ c-bol
Doggie Chatroom on dating web site:
Chow: “Ruff”
Poodle: “Ruff, ruff.”
Chow: “Bow wow.”
Poodle: “Yap yap.”
Chow: “Ciao.”
Poodle: “Arf revoir."
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 19, 2007 at 04:54 PM
mm, I'm sometimes lurking around that time, but my home computer is so darn slow that I can't post, so if I'm here, I'll wave to you.
But you won't know, so maybe not.
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 19, 2007 at 04:55 PM
"Yeah, I'm here for the doggy dating service"
"You're too hard on yourself, sir. A tan and some time at the gym and..."
"For the mutt, dude."
"OH! Well jump on up here big guy and let's have a look at ya!"
*whap*
"I meant the dog, sir."
"Righty. Here Lugnut. Jump!"
"There's a good bo...JEEZE, that breath could stun a yak at 30 paces!"
"He's not that bad."
"This time I really did mean you, sir."
"Oh, yeah. I'm trying to get the cat to stop farting in my mouth while I'm sleeping."
"I'll need you to leave now."
"Me or the dog?"
"...."
Posted by: Federal Duck | January 19, 2007 at 04:55 PM
Sorry, mm. I couldn't help myself. Kinda like the Romanian surgeon.
I dont have a life, so unless I
drink too many of CJs hot toddiesget a phone call, I will be here after 9. See you then.Posted by: Meditrina | January 19, 2007 at 04:56 PM
mm-I'm here a lot at time, but it's hit and miss, really.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 19, 2007 at 04:56 PM
No, I think I tainted them when I snorked over them. Sorry 'bout that.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 19, 2007 at 04:56 PM
Thanks med!
By the way, don't go looking for similar sites for cats. Or at least don't google under "pussy dating". You wouldn't BELIEVE the results.
Posted by: Christobol | January 19, 2007 at 04:56 PM
Snorking heartily at Fed.
Time to go collect the boy from school and begin the weekend with non virtual beverages (not that my hot toddy wasn't lovely, CJ)
Y'all be good!
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 19, 2007 at 04:58 PM
trust me, there are plenty of dogs on the other online dating sites too.
Posted by: crossgirl | January 19, 2007 at 05:00 PM
Owwww! Neither!
Step 1, go down to the docks when the boats get in.
Step 2, buy shrimp and carry 'em over to the cleaning table.
Step 3, pop de heads, peel 'em, run the knife down the back.
Step 4, drop the knife, scream, bleed.
Step 5, pull out de crap tubes.
Step 6, dip in egg/ milk, seasoned flour, fry hot and short.
Step 7, pop in yo' mouth, and faint from yummy or blood-loss.
*puts out another round with un-bandaged hand*
Posted by: CJrun | January 19, 2007 at 05:00 PM
CJ, when I lived in Charleston, we used to get shrimp that fresh. Nothin' like it!
And major snorks at your prep method.
Now go find a Band-Aid™, please, before you bleed all over the shrimp!
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 19, 2007 at 05:02 PM
You might wind up with a real bitch, though.
Posted by: Beppie | January 19, 2007 at 05:03 PM
CJ - Where exactly are you bleeding? Your hand or your back?
Yummy shrimpers! Thanks for thinking of us land locked ice cubes.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 19, 2007 at 05:04 PM
*SNORK* @ Fed!
Posted by: CJrun | January 19, 2007 at 05:12 PM
*snork* @ C-bol, over and over again.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 19, 2007 at 05:17 PM
BTW, belle, Charleston is an old stomping ground of mine. I learned how to butterfly shrimp at a great place in Folly Beach!
Posted by: CJrun | January 19, 2007 at 05:18 PM
LMAO @ C-bol!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 19, 2007 at 05:39 PM
Good place to fine a partner for ruff sex.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 19, 2007 at 05:43 PM
and find one too.
ruff ruff ;-P
Posted by: Siouxie | January 19, 2007 at 05:48 PM
A variation on "Fractured Fairy Tales": Tune in next week for another episode of 'Doggone' or 'I can't believe that b!$ch left me!
Posted by: PirateBoy | January 19, 2007 at 06:00 PM
"...and find one too."
It's not enuf for you to find a dog who can type? He's gotta be able to spell too?
Posted by: Stevie W | January 20, 2007 at 12:33 PM