NoGutsGrower
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can cats pull you at 30+mph on your longboard? My wolfhound can!
The fuck cats thread
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NoGutsGrower
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That video is kinda old now, she knows a lot more tricks! That is just stoner training! All 3 of my dogs walk at my side with out a leash, even if they see another dog, cat, person they don't go running off! They just look at me waiting for me to say yes or no. When I walk my dogs they're never more than 2 feet from me but it is illegal to have them off leash. Damn cats run around this whole neighborhood, ruining flower beds and shitting in the neighbor kids sandbox!
chongsbuddy
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i once made a huge sling shot with 2- 8 foot 4 by 4 inch square poles,a 1" thick rubber cord and a old catchers mitt...i parked a cube van behind it,grabbed my neighbors cat,put it in the glove,stretched it as far as it could go and splattered that stupid fuckin cat all over that cube van!it was a good day!
Dr. Greenhorn
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bang bang,.. haha. that was pretty awesome, lol
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I win the debate, because you're just trolling now.why the fuck would anyone ever keep fish as pets? wtf did a fish ever do for you?
and don't even get me started on reptiles.
if you ever come to my house with a dog, leave it in your car. thanks.
This thread is pretty straight forward and you just went off topic.
debate? seriously? i'm sorry i had no idea this was a debate.I win the debate, because you're just trolling now.
This thread is pretty straight forward and you just went off topic.
i don't own a dog because i'd rather have a cat. it's a personal preference to me, not a "debate". wjy do so many dog owners come off as having to PROVE something. must be due to their tiny penises.
fuck dogs, they KILL people. (am i back in the lead?) lol
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My penis is 6.5 inches, tyvm.
It started off to more of a tribute to dogs and the stories. The title was just meant to be about the classic cat vs dog debate, guess I could've named the title to dog tribute thread or something but just in general, dogs rule compared to cats.
It started off to more of a tribute to dogs and the stories. The title was just meant to be about the classic cat vs dog debate, guess I could've named the title to dog tribute thread or something but just in general, dogs rule compared to cats.
i often forget that some people gain all their personal achievements from the internet.
OddBall1st
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One on one,..the toughest dog on the planet has zero chance against the toughest cat on the planet,..and that kitty kitty will swallow you too !!
SnakeByte
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Secret Cat Diary
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed (again).
DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good
little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan...
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a
liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed (again).
DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good
little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan...
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a
liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
ThE sAtIvA hIgH
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fuck dogs with there slobbering mouths , bad breath , smelly fur and stinky dog shits you guys walk around the town with in clear plastic bags , thats just sick , but not as sick as treading in a pile of that vile shit .
Blue Wizard
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WOW! Even jellyfish and bluewhales and shit, that's pretty impressive.
ThE sAtIvA hIgH
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anyone watch that documentary about what would happen to the planet if humans disapeared ? domestic dogs were the first species to die out , they are hopless without humans .
kinetic
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I bet pet fish, gerbils and hamsters would go first.
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Only huge dogs and other certain breeds slobber.
They won't have bad breaths if you give them dental treats.
Umm, wash your dog...
How close is your face next to the shit?
Better than cleaning a litter box...
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That's a theory, not a fact.
ThE sAtIvA hIgH
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id rather tip a litter tray into a bin bag than scrape a steamy dog shit up with my fingers and a plastic bag on the high street .