That was a classic. “Eat a turd made of fuck” Indeed. 
Yeah, but if you post about declawing a dog, people don’t go bat-shit crazy venting in a thread.
An exploding head would clearly enable use of “and shit down your neck” in a post. Ahhh the possibilities.
What IS it with all the zombies being raised from the dead by Jan 2015 new members?
This is at least the fourth thread today in which I’ve found an old thread restarted by a newbie.
Holy shit. I laughed like a fucking loon.
How do you wear a sock on your asshole?
Don’t you fuckers know to leave the “fucking dog’s grown-up mom” alone? Or was it the “grown up dog-fucker’s mom”? Wait… maybe it was the “grow the fuck up dog-mom”?
I have to say I totally agree with every mother-fucking thing she said. There’s never a need for fucking bad language - especially in the God damn Pit… I’m fucking disgusted by all of you fuckers…
Well, I for one am glad and delighted this zombie got revived. Gave me a lotta laughs plus flatline’s link to yet another wonderful thread.
And the infix! I am going to use that puppy (heh) for fucking sure.
ETA And as a knitting old lady I need the pattern for the asshole sock. Is it on Ravelry?
You don’t wear a sock on your asshole.
I’ve been reading here since '99. I think it’s the first time I saw a drive by post from a google search to a pitting. Doggy Mom advocating killing the dog because a person said naughty words? Holy twisted cockfucking cuntnuttery twisted logic.
This is priceless. I check the pit hoping for the quality of rants of yore. Don’t know how I missed the cinder block in the kitchen gem.
Is that a thing that’s done / done to the extent that cats are declawed?
Yeah, you need to be fucking careful with the knitting needles during the fitting.
Can I still bitch about dog park shit heels?
How about the motherfuckers throwing a goddamn doggy birthday party with doggy cupcakes and frosty paws ice cream and shit at one of the picnic tables yelling at the other dogs who jump on the table to get at what you got. They don’t know they weren’t invited. My dog can’t even fucking read.
Fuck you weird dipshit dog park party throwing assholes.
Our dog park doesn’t allow food of any kind, human or doggy food. It’s the best way to prevent dog fights.
It also does not allow dogs that are pregant, nursing, or in heat. Once a lady brought a little Yorkie in wearing a tiny diaper, and I was curious, so I asked if it was protection for the dog, I thought maybe it’s butt was being treated for something.
Dumb bitch(the human owner) blithely replied it was protection, as the dog was in heat. I told her it was against the rules and she got all huffy, but she did leave.
Ahhh, some zombie revivals are worth it.
Still a funny fucking read…perhaps even funnier now with our new member.
Hahaha…fuck.
Here’s my (non dog park) rant:
(Apologies to Dog Mom for any bad wordsies.)
When you go to a small local park, which contains signs at EVERY ENTRANCE that say “Dogs must be on leash”, and extra big signs by the playground that say “DOGS ON LEASH”…
Then it might be a good idea to… you know… put your fucking dog on a leash? Or if you don’t, how about if you train your stupid brainless squash-faced ugly son of a bitch dog to obey you? Is that asking too much?
Because those of us who go there and actually put our dogs on leashes don’t appreciate it when your stupid dog runs up to us and barks and barks and barks and barks. This upsets our well behaved dogs.
And when we nicely ask you to put your dog on a leash, please don’t respond with “I CAN FUCKING DO WHATEVER I FUCKING PLEASE!”
Because you can’t.
And we will call the bylaw officers on your ass.
And also your dog is ugly. It looks like it is walking backwards and barking out of it’s asshole.
Did you say we were going to the dog park? Yayyyy!
Although it is very exhausting when we get home…
Regards,
Leet the Wonder Dog
Dog Mom’s post reminded me of the time that my art house in college, where I ran the projector, did a revival of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and someone (in fairness, she had a foreign accent) came to complain that the other audience members were talking through the film.
Smart theaters post a disclaimer.
(It occurs to me that there is likely a larger than normal percentage of former Rocky nerds among the SDMB membership.)
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Gahhhhh now I’m picturing a dude walking his dog while wearing fishnets and a corset.