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just been offered one of these anyone got an opinion on what there like ?
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whats the best bushing dog you seen or know of
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you are crazy lol lol lol lol lol lol lol dat owl juk lucks in gud nic te me juse need a bit of conditioner
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An English lad , Irish lad and a Scots lad walk into a pub. We didn't invite the welsh lad because he's a c**t.
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best way is to get oot and practice during daylight hours, then you be ready for dem rabbits when it dark night, saves messing a gud night up if ye practice during the day (keep it yourself mate cos else's everyone be doing it and be know rabbits left)
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Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Came a crashing at my door. "Oh no!" I cried, "Here comes The Baw Always talking, never stops, Eats brewer's yeast, sniff at hops. Talks of subjects no one cares. prefers bunny rabbits, he cant catch"Hares" Blows his nose with out a tissue, Always says, "I'm gonna get you!" When near the daywalkers, he thinks he's bad, But they can see that he's just sad I let him in, what could I do? He said he really had to poo. Thru the door he came inside; None to swift, I tried to hide. He found me face down in the loo, Wandered in and taunt
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I am not the wind that whistles at your window at night. I am not the bird that sings to you in the morning. I am not the milk in your mailbox, nor the sandwich you eat for lunch. I am not the frost that freezes your toes in the winter. I am not the sun that warms your skin in summer. I am not the stars in the sky, nor the thing that makes your toaster go "boing". I am not the song you sing. I am not the house you live in, I am a person and.. . I am wearing camo gear so you can't see me HAHAHA
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all it is, is a "laugh" for tracksuit wearing rigger booted skinheads, with shite dogs, after they have abused the fat speccy lad working in mcdonalds drive through at 2am (oh and dont forget to crush the flower beds on the roundabouts when you drive home)
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just gone check me eel traps, it gone thunder and lite the neet, be a good nite for dem owl eels, i tek me wooly jukel im e haversack and go on me bike and see if the man in the pub got any tips for me aboot catching a bit for me supper
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dats why i end up like this cheeser,
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well anyhowst’s i tell ye all agian its a fine line separating intelligence and insanity. According to a new study by the NLRC , the same gene that makes you like lurches and surlukis also makes you more likely to go crazy tink about it for one minute, how many dogmen ye no who is normal ?
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i tell ye now and i tell ye again ime just one of dem ye seem to know northlite Eccentric Geniuses Who is very Clearly Just Insane der load of us up here and same of the man in the pub there is no pub and there is no man
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THERE was once a man that wrought in the fields, and had a wife, and a son, and a dochter. One day he caught a hare wid he's owl surluki , and took it hame to his wife, and bade her make it ready for his dinner. While it was on the fire, the good-wife aye tasted and tasted at it,she was greedy and fast, till she had tasted it a' away, and then she didna ken what to do for her goodman's dinner. So she cried in Johnie her son to come and get his head smashed in; and when she was smashing his head, she skilled him, and put him into the pan. Well, the goodman cam hame to his dinner, and his wif
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before i was a alcholic i use have nice dogs once
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been in peterhead nick cheeser for no paying me fines
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don no morton ? din you go to school lol
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hello bosun ye he one of the wooly coat ones him down the pub gived me him
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Faunes, or Brownies, if ye will, Or Satyres come from Atlas Hill vis is how i load me pushtgo for [BANNED TEXT] ime traveling around de hilans late on [BANNED TEXT] pupisbig he run along there side of me pushtgo he wont be in me haversack fer long boys
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a man down the pub said dis is best way ow i carry me pups baw way yor tink it got surluki init and i put polish onitscolar ps imenot homersecshule
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i have aco drainage channel for the dog p!ss which goes under our fence and into my neighbours garden
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get your pics of your dogs up for the year 2028, cheers
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i not far from you today ime down poppleton Some people think I'm bonkers But I just think I'm free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Some people pay for thrills but I get mine for free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me
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When I was a lot younger, I thought that likability determined whether something became popular or not ? . Take The Beatles, for example; they were popular because “everyone” liked them (according to my mam). The same could be said of Elvis (according, to my dad), hula hoops (according to my brothers), and maddona Like aVirgin (according to me,). Of course, this meant that if you did not like any of those things, you were hopelessly out of touch. Perhaps you were too old, too weird, too un-coordinated, or just un-cool; either way, something was wrong with you, because millions of fans cannot
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i think back in the 70s and 80s it was just lurcher to lurcher, and a lurcher was just that nothing fancy really, (although the straw coloured norfolk lurcher type were very nice) then due to books and folks like plummer and hancock amongst others, it became very fashionable to own dogs with fancy percentages in there breeding rather than worker to worker and named dogs, so long as it was fancy percentages that was all well and good, lol , never mind what they were bred off, it had to sound a good percentage, i think/hope its come back around now, that most people realise, that percentag