Before I dumped my dog freak girlfriend, she went away one weekend and told me I had to take care of the fucking dog. I didn't feed the bitch (the 4-legged one) from Friday when she left until Sunday afternoon when she got back. If the ugly little mattie-haired fucker came into the kitchen, I'd kick it across the room and then I'd eat all kinds of good-smelling chicken, hamburgers and things and she'd come up to the table begging and I'd make like I was going to feed her with my left hand and punch her in her ugly little begging face with my right fist. (I absolutely LOVED feeling my fist contact that ugly face!) When my dog freak of a girlfriend got back, the mutt would no longer go into the kitchen at all and she never begged at the table again, something my idiot girlfriend had been trying to train her not to do for months!
Is it normal to want to hurt my friend's dogs?
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Before I dumped my dog freak girlfriend, she went away one weekend and told me I had to take care of the fucking dog. I didn't feed the bitch (the 4-legged one) from Friday when she left until Sunday afternoon when she got back. If the ugly little mattie-haired fucker came into the kitchen, I'd kick it across the room and then I'd eat all kinds of good-smelling chicken, hamburgers and things and she'd come up to the table begging and I'd make like I was going to feed her with my left hand and punch her in her ugly little begging face with my right fist. (I absolutely LOVED feeling my fist contact that ugly face!) When my dog freak of a girlfriend got back, the mutt would no longer go into the kitchen at all and she never begged at the table again, something my idiot girlfriend had been trying to train her not to do for months!