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Fritz the LionHearted?
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 22, 2007 at 06:07 PM
Wasn't that from Ghostbusters?
Posted by: CJrun | January 22, 2007 at 06:08 PM
Now THAT'S ambition
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 22, 2007 at 06:08 PM
LOL man that's HORNY!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:08 PM
She: But I'm a lion.
He: That's ok. I'm a lyin', too.
Posted by: slyeyes | January 22, 2007 at 06:10 PM
He looked embarrassed when he got caught.
Won't zookeepers be surprised when they see a bunch of of little wiener-lions running around.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 22, 2007 at 06:10 PM
It's a weiner dog, what can you expect?
Posted by: casey | January 22, 2007 at 06:13 PM
Did it have to be a Weiner dog?
Why not a mastiff or rottweiler?
Posted by: Meditrina | January 22, 2007 at 06:13 PM
Haw, Haw! She ees a beeg wan, no?
Posted by: pogo | January 22, 2007 at 06:15 PM
Fritz was lionized by all the other dogs when he returned home.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 22, 2007 at 06:18 PM
I guess Fritz was lookin' for love in all the wrong places.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 22, 2007 at 06:21 PM
The lion was clearly not impressed by the weiner.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:24 PM
or by its size ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:26 PM
If only lions could laugh...he wouldn't feel like such as stud anymore.
Posted by: bookworm | January 22, 2007 at 06:26 PM
*snork* @ sly
Posted by: CJrun | January 22, 2007 at 06:28 PM
Holler if I hurt ya, baby.
Posted by: Federal Duck | January 22, 2007 at 06:37 PM
*snork* Fed. "This won't hurt, did it?"
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 22, 2007 at 06:38 PM
Holler if I hurt ya, baby.
Posted by: Federal Duck | 06:37 PM on January 22, 2007
LION: it in yet???
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:43 PM
*adds 'in' up there*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:45 PM
aaaaacccccccckkkk
I meant an IS!!!!
geeeeez
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 06:46 PM
depends on what is is Siouxie
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 22, 2007 at 06:57 PM
*presidential SNORK* at Jazzzz!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 22, 2007 at 07:01 PM
OT non rant:
It has been raining for @ 2 hours... but not in my house!
*snoopy dance*
Posted by: CJrun | January 22, 2007 at 07:02 PM
Good job, CJ!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 22, 2007 at 07:20 PM
Guy dogs: they are IDIOTS.
Posted by: Guin | January 22, 2007 at 07:59 PM
Silenced by the bot at work (it even shut down my proxy server - that's a VENDETTA!!), and when I can post again, I have this to post on? Oh, well, 24 will be on soon Over There, and in a while Over Here.
Drinkin' an Oregon Trail Bourbon Stout with Mr. Bauer tonight... how abut y'all?
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 08:21 PM
"Are you SURE that's what Hakuna Mutatta means?"
Posted by: Christobol | January 22, 2007 at 08:25 PM
Next on Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom, we've sent Marlin Perkins to a remote portion of the African Savannah, the, uh, part with a fence and some old beater cars, to check up on lion humping weiners.
But first, we'll stick a funnel spider in Tito Jackson's pants, just for giggles, right after this message.
Posted by: Christobol | January 22, 2007 at 08:31 PM
*snork* @ c-bol.
CH, I got in some bot trouble tonight, trying to erase a temporary name. I did a history erase [and other maintenance], and it was fine again. Are you maybe carrying a box of cookies? My selection is limited, but adequate. Unless I go to a little hole in the wall the best thing I can find in a grocery store is Redhook ESB.
Posted by: CJrun | January 22, 2007 at 08:33 PM
CH where's 24 g? there's no blog post & I'm stuck at work
Posted by: mm | January 22, 2007 at 08:34 PM
I dunno about cookies; I suppose I can try that when I'm back at work tomorrow. *Sigh* Or just accept that the bot's telling me I need to get my butt back to work during the work day.
If you're really in a fix for some good beer, one of my sidelines is running a Web site for a fellow who will ship some truly fine beers nearly anywhere in the US. Drop me a line if you want the site - I've probably flogged it enough to tick off the bot already. :-)
mm, I don't know where the 24 post is - does it air at 8 or 9? I guess I'd better get that right, else I'll be VERY unhappy. ;-)
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 08:38 PM
And a downright hearty *SNORK* @ C-bol for "Hakuna mattata!"
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 08:39 PM
CH - you are merely stocking the blog bar - that's your story and I'm sticking to it...
Posted by: mm | January 22, 2007 at 08:41 PM
It's @ 9. Meanwhile, I travel enough and get to sample local beers, so I'm content with my little beerlieux.
Posted by: CJrun | January 22, 2007 at 08:44 PM
CH -- nothing fancy here, just some Pacifico. It's Mrs. WriterDude's preferred brand.
Hey, how did I miss that you have a blog until now? We should swap links, since we were separated at birth and all.
Posted by: WriterDude | January 22, 2007 at 08:45 PM
I just loved it when the dog faced the camera...kind of like a canine smirk on its face...
Oh wait...maybe that's just me....
Posted by: AFKAT | January 22, 2007 at 08:47 PM
I hate weenie dogs. I hate them ALL. My mother has had several pair of promiscuous dachshunds over the years. She made all of us (me and five sibs) do the cleanup detail while she claimed all the credit and sold all the puppies. I have potty trained more weenie dogs than I care to think about. And now, she's arranged to get her dog pregnant because she has no grandbabies to play with. HATE THE WEENIE DOGS!!!
That having been said, that little guy's got balls of solid rock. I hope the lion kills him quickly instead of torturing him. Much.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 22, 2007 at 08:53 PM
WD, I don't maintain a regular blog anywhere; I've tried a couple of times, and just don't have the energy or time. :-)
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 08:53 PM
*later, at the dog bar*
"Hey guys!"
"Hey Fritz"
"I fu$%^ed a lion today!"
"Yeah, good for you."
"I did!"
"Bruno, get a load of Fritz, here."
"I did! I fu$%^ed a lion! Big time!"
"Okay. So anyway guys, you know how after a long walk when you're licking your..."
"I totally fu$%^ed a lion!"
"Just shut up, Fritz."
"It's on youtube. Check it out."
"Oh, watch what the bull does to this guy's..."
"Everybody's seen that! Check out me and the lion."
"She seems really impressed, Fritz."
"That's not the point!"
*and now the girl dogs chime in*
"Oh THAT'S not the point?"
"That's not what I mean, I mean, she's a lion! I fu$%^ed a lion!"
"Whatever."
"I hate you guys."
Posted by: Christobol | January 22, 2007 at 08:56 PM
Oh, right. Firefox fooled me by showing a TypePad URL when I moused over your name. We can still swap MySpace adds if you want.
Posted by: WriterDude | January 22, 2007 at 09:12 PM
No worries -- just click on my name here, and send me a friend request. :-)
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 09:32 PM
Okay, crazy suggestion time: I don't know if this is possible at all, but I'll throw it out there for consideration.
As a Pacific timezone bloglit, it is a matter of enduring sadness for me that I have to miss out on the live-commentary posting frenzies that are our shared 24 obsession. Is it possible to have a 24 thread for each of the three television air times for network programs, and then magically merge them together when all is said and done?
Just an idea from a frustrated Left Coast bloglit. (Posted on the non-24 thread, to avoid spoiling the surprises in store for me this episode!!)
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 09:40 PM
CH - I think they're ignoring us. Oh well, I only watched the first season anyway. My tolerance for frustration is amazingly low, so I refuse to watch any more. My husband is a big fan though, so my escape is incomplete. *sigh*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 22, 2007 at 10:08 PM
24 SPOILER ALERT!!
and the killah eeeesssssss....
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 11:00 PM
Those little dogs are nuts! We had a German Shepherd - wolf mix (1/4 wolf) who got bitten on the nose by a Dachsand (sp?) who had to jump up to do it. Fortunately, the bigger dog decided not to bite the little one - there would have been only half of a Dachsand left.
Posted by: Kristina L. | January 22, 2007 at 11:04 PM
So cruel, Siouxie. Don't worry, though, I'll get my revenge while I'm in Sweden.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 22, 2007 at 11:24 PM
We have 2 weiner dogs. Oliver would do this. He is hornier than a 3 peckered billy goat.
Posted by: pete | January 22, 2007 at 11:37 PM
*smoooch* CH!! lol
I didn't spoil nuttin!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 22, 2007 at 11:41 PM
Okay, this belongs on the "Can You Hear Me Now" cellphone-up-the-wazoo board, but no one's gonna be going there anymore, most likely.
====================================
There must be some way out of here
Said the cellphone to the thief
I can't get no reception
All I hear is beep beep
Telemarketers, they clog my line
Tryin' to get my dough
None of them ever takin' the time
To learn the meaning of the word "no"
No reason to get excited
The thief, she finally howled
You'll get yer goddamn cellphone back
Next time I move my bowels
Crap flung on the cell tower
Not a pretty view
When that old woman came and went
Out came my cellphone, dipped in poo
--apologies to Bobby Z.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 23, 2007 at 01:20 AM
*smooches* right back atcha, Siouxie. And here I thought I needed to be on the lookout for a killer "S." I see now that I misread what you wrote.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 02:42 AM
geez, stevie...a little desperate for attention, are we???
and I saw it there soooooooo pfffffffft!! LOL
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 07:19 AM
he's a puppy. could be puppy love. or something really sick. nah.
Posted by: queensbee | January 23, 2007 at 09:56 AM
Yes, sxi, I'm a "Desperate Mouse-type."
Worst pun ever.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 23, 2007 at 10:50 AM