Flatulent Canines
There is no odor as noxious as dog farts, and this is coming from a woman who has changed many a diaper in her day. My younger dog, Zippy, is capable of clearing a room in under 3 seconds. This dog is FOUL!!! His gastrointestinal tract could be classified as a deadly weapon - instead of mustard gas, there'd be Zippy gas.
Can you tell I'm lacking inspiration? I believe I'm going to bed now. When one starts rhapsodizing about the quality of one's dog's odorific emissions, I think it's time to hang it up for the night.
Bonne nuit a tous. I live for the day when I figure out how to do accents over my letters...
Can you tell I'm lacking inspiration? I believe I'm going to bed now. When one starts rhapsodizing about the quality of one's dog's odorific emissions, I think it's time to hang it up for the night.
Bonne nuit a tous. I live for the day when I figure out how to do accents over my letters...
posted by Peevish McSnark at
10:40 PM
2 Comments:
It sounds like you haven't seen the movie "Un long dimanche de fiancailles" yet! You will love it! Not only is it an absolutely wonderful tearjerker of a French film, but there's a running joke about dog farts. The aunt in the movie (with whom our heroine lives) always says "Dog farts gladden my heart" whenever the dog in the house farts. (Alas, I can't remember what she said in french, darnit!!). It came out in 2002 but is only now reaching the theater here in Charleston-- are you guys lucky enough to have a theater in Wilmington that will show art house stuff?
And btw, you have GOT to get down here to visit sometime!
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Melanie
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Anonymous, At
12:44 PM
It is not anonymous, it is me, Liz, from I Speak of Dreams.
I came by from #2 Pencil's post, and kept reading (about the "level playing field"-- this is right up there with "facilitated communication" for kids w/profound retardation/down's) -- if you haven't seen it yet do visit the Tard Blog (http://www.tard-blog.com/) and Slow Children at Play (http://www.slowchildren-atplay.com/). Are the EduIdioten smoking the wacky tabaccy?)
I was taking care of a friend's dog, Charlie, last weekend. I am not sure what it was, it might have been the cat food he helped himself to, but OMG, I WOKE UP at 3:21 am, gagging.
The next night I woke up because Charlie and my dog had a loud discussion over who got the dog bed. Jeez.
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Anonymous, At
1:51 PM
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