I had a buddy once, and when telling you a story he would categorize everyone into types, to put emphases on his description of the individual. “He was military type, or banker type, Trucker type, Golfing type or office type was one of his favorites.” Well I was in the car tonight, the news came on and apparently the latest vile display of arrogance and indifference from these rapper types is to put two dogs in the trunk of a car and drive around with the music blaring so loud it antagonizes the poor dogs so much that they’re provoked into fighting to the death. I don’t think the sickest, criminally insane lunatic locked up could possibly dream up a more disgusting, hideous and repulsive act. I had made up my mind to write about something funny tonight but my blood is boiling at the thoughts of decent people having to share the planet with this toxic vermin that have the nerve to call themselves human beings. What perverted pleasure could anyone get from deliberate cruelty to God’s greatest creation? The dog. An animal that will track you through a scalding desert or jungle just to be with you. An animal that’s incapable of hatred. Keep your dogs locked up, I’m told these “people” (for want of a better word) will steal your dog to throw in the ring for their killer dogs to practice on. Maybe I’ll be in a better mood tomorrow but I doubt it. I’m sure some low life will find a way to bring the human race down another few notches. I’m sick of it………. Sick of it.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Jul 2013 03:03:24 +0000