Welcome to the MADs, Miabella.
My ex had a rottie. She was a big suck. Very well trained and very fierce looking, but a big baby.
Welcome to the MADs, Miabella.
My ex had a rottie. She was a big suck. Very well trained and very fierce looking, but a big baby.
A big suck?
That’s some strange Canadian thing, isn’t it?
Welcome, Mia!
I mostly lurk too, but will occasionally chime in on DC related things. I live on the Hill too, and at the risk of creeping you out, I think I have seen your dogs (and presumably you, too) in Lincoln Park - I was the one with the rambunctious little boy (hehe - that should narrow the field).
In any case, glad to have another Hill Denizen aboard (no pun intended).
AL
It is becoming more and more apparent that I am going to have to conduct a course on Canadian slang for the MADs. Or at least for our Mr. Chance.
A suck = baby, whiny, etc. As used in the sentence: “Johnathan Chance is a big suck when he doesn’t understand things.”
Welcome Mia and catnoe! You’ll find the MAD folks to be well named. I’ve been to more doper gatherings than my post count would indicate, and I can tell you they’re a wild bunch. I’ll be hiking next weekend and hope you can both make it to the “Outdoor Club’s” first event.
Jonathan.
J-O-N.
And I’m just the one brave enough to ask.
Really. We took a vote.
I didn’t get to vote. I know you keep excluding me because I’m still not one of you. But that doesn’t bother me. It really doesn’t. I’m used to being scorned and ignored and kept in the dark - I know it’s because you’re all jealous of my wit and my charm and my, um, goddess-like demeanor. But I forgive you all. Even if you don’t let me vote.
[sub]Buncha babies…[/sub]
Oh, pfft. There was no vote, and JC is being petty because he didn’t catch that I did that on purpose. It’s fun!
Hey, you’re from Florida.
You should be used to your opinion being discounted.
Yup, that was probably me! Were you the couple on Tennessee with the cute little boy who wanted to say hi?
Well, other than the “couple” part it could easily have been us - though I have trained my son to never approach dogs without asking their owners permission, and he is very good about heeding that warning.
However, if you see a tall redhead and a little blonde maniac playing kickball in the mud, come over and introduce yourselves! A little mud won’t hurt you!
Anna