So I just got home after being gone for an hour and a half, maybe two. My fucking taco dog tore my carpet all to hell. Anybody else have anything like this happen?
All I have to say is that you are lucky you didn't go out, and pick up a chick, and bring her back to your house, and a pile of steamy dog shit is right there waiting for you.
Yeah I couldn't believe it, he help it in though, that is why he was freaking out because he wanted outside. Philly I will aim you with a TTG link to what I was trying to sell.