Comments on: That Damn Dog!

By: Bo Ergu

Bo Ergu — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 00:08:13 +0000

And young men of the west flock to dog-eating nations for level-headed, feminine women, and produce superior, mix-race, dog-eating babies. Amen.

By: Ben Willard

Ben Willard — Sun, 15 Apr 2012 11:45:29 +0000

Yes, nothing worse than women with dogs … excepts maybe those with cats. I recently met back up with an ex who had fallen deeply into this child-subsitute darling doggy nonsense:

http://www.backinthefield.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/plan-unfolds.html

By: The Vain Yogi

The Vain Yogi — Fri, 13 Apr 2012 23:32:36 +0000

… as a deep-rooted need to mother a child. ….

A child who will not grow up, develop its own mind, demand increasingly adult conversations, thus forcing her to grow up.

By: Rollo Tomassi

Rollo Tomassi — Tue, 10 Apr 2012 17:41:47 +0000

Greyhounds – anything else is just a dog.

By: Tanner

Tanner — Tue, 10 Apr 2012 17:23:13 +0000

Should’ve known you liked greyhounds Rollo. Best damn dogs in the world.

By: Diego Sigma

Diego Sigma — Tue, 10 Apr 2012 02:17:36 +0000

in the mountain-side village where i came from, we eat them
my grandfather thought me how to skin one

i always tell that story to women who hover around me
jaw drops and twinkle eyes, dear sirs

By: Firepower

Firepower — Mon, 09 Apr 2012 22:59:22 +0000

ANY woman spending $1,500 for their “little precious’” to spend a day at the doggie spa is fucked-up. Women are cheap. So, the only way she’d spend that kind of cash is if some guy is giving money to her. Any male that does that is a dipshit. Guys gaming a vapid girl belonging to said guy better bring more than “game.”

By: Sam Spade

Sam Spade — Mon, 09 Apr 2012 16:21:03 +0000

Amen to this. I too dated a messed up woman years ago, who lived alone with her stupid, stupid cocker spaniel. This dog was a male but peed like a female; I know because it pissed everywhere, inside and out. She’d bring it to the office, and every time she left for just five minutes it whined and paced like it was having a nervous breakdown. Clearly she had babied it to the point that it could not deal with her being away. (I know all dogs are like this to a degree, but this was off the charts.) It also barked uncontrollably every time she walked it, at everything and nothing. And it humped everything. All I needed to do was wrap my arms around her and the dog got horny and humped the sofa. One time it tried to hump me as I was about to hump her. I reeled in as much of my anger as I could and kicked it off the bed. Stupid motherfucker.

Of course, it wasn’t the dog’s fault that it was raised to be this way. It could have been disciplined and treated like a regular dog. What I think I truly hated was that the dog was male but had been thoroughly feminized and emasculated (neutering notwithstanding). It was like she had taken a piece of mold and sculpted the perfect little wussified beta male, forever dependent on her and willing to love her unconditionally despite the fact that she had very few redeeming qualities (hey, she was hot – it didn’t last long). It was a true lap dog. Women like her do their best to work over human males as lap dogs, but they know deep down they risk some kind of backlash – either anger, resentment, or an inconvenient crush followed by an awkward LJBF conversation. Give a crazy woman a (usually male) puppy and she gets to play God, creating her own disturbing fantasy of how she perceives men should treat her.