Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Thursday, August 2, 2012

What The -- ?!?

These "bitches" look like human beings to me. Well, they're naked as dogs, but, still...


Many Thanks to Fuck Yeah, Dementia!

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Monday, July 16, 2012

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Watch Out, He's Gonna Bolt!

Rightie said to Leftie, "Fuck this, I'm gettin' outta here. You can stay if you want."


Many Thanks to Bohemea

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Aldus Magnus, Chihuahua Aristocrat

Reginald Aldus Spotma, 5th Canine Duke of Britany, Summa Cum Dogmus, Esperantu, on the lawn at Notre Dame.


Woof, Ladies. He's single.


Courtesy of Fuck Yeah, Dementia!

Saturday, February 18, 2012

What A Naughty Pup

Doris thought, "I must remember to give Delilah the leftover T-bone. Good dog!"


From The Bounty That Is It's Not Safe Here

Monday, February 6, 2012

Beware, Human

I might be a cute puppy, but you should know that I am Ben Linus reincarnated as a dog. Be very afraid of my imminent maturity. Oh, you're a cat person? Well, I like cats as much as the next dog, but that calico of yours -- well, it's just that he said some rather disturbing things to me about you.


Another Great Steal From La Soledad del Disenador de Fondo

Saturday, February 4, 2012

A Breed Apart

Chuckles was of one of those rare chauffeuring breeds that, from puppyhood, exhibited a strong urge to at least attempt to drive whatever form of transportation they were allowed access to. Luckily, he was satisfied with simply sitting in the driver's seat whenever the car was parked in the driveway at home.


Much Obliged to Weird Animals Eating Chemicals

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Yeah, Frank and Me Was Homies

Philemino Estrada relaxes in his backyard with his chihuahua Kukaburra, Phil (as his neighbors know him) is the little brother of Roy Estrada who played bass in Frank Zappa's backing band, the Mothers of Invention. "Yeah, Roy used to say that Frank was a genius. But, then he would do things like interrupt a recording session to call Chroni's (Famous Sandwich Shop) and order a corn and mashed potatoes sandwich. He was a strange dude, really, but a gas to hang with."


Phil is a retired plumber living in Los Feliz, L.A.


Many Thanks to Aliens and Ice Cream

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Unmistakable Rejection

Mister Woofwoof didn't go in for cross-species necking and he was certainly not gay.


Many Thanks to Trash

Monday, January 2, 2012

Sh'yeah Right

Last time I fell for that one, I woke up in the middle of being anally probed.


Courtesy of  Bababadalgharag

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

So, Tell Me

Has interspecies relations ever piqued your interest at all?


Eternal Gratitude To You Can't Piss On Hospitality