Proof that dogs are mans best friend

mikekuzara

To prove that dog is mans best friend do this simple test.

Lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour.

When you let them out, which one is happy to see you?

gelandangan

Dude.. dont even joke about that!! NoNo

Morax

well now this depends, did i take them for a ride anywhere?? last time impound (the dogs name) seen the truck in the driveway he ran out jumped in back, when i told him i wasnt going nowhere he growled at me just like the wife does

1895ss

I don't think I'll be trying that any time soon cause that could be fatal ....... for me!!! Very Happy

Vince

No way Mike....I'm just not that game. I'd rather wrestle a bear than face the missus after that.....I'd be a damn sight safer with the bear.

Cheers, Vince

fireball 3

Sorry, can't do that. #1 ain't gotta dog.#2 trunk's too full. Very Happy

Besides. my daughter ( Rdncktink) would shoot me with my own gun and bullets... Laughing

.... Dave

keetoowah

keep talking I am reloading. Very Happy

I miss my ex but my aim has gotten alot better now.
care for a head start there mr kuzare??

gone for a little while and newbies come in bashing.. where is tink anyway?

rdncktink

I'm here, kindof. Been helping friends move, cleaning the house, work - I'm now subbing at the high school.

And I wouldn't shoot my father with his gun, I'd use my own thank you very much. And then cover him in tuna and lock him in the bathroom with the cat.

mikekuzara

keetoowah wrote:

keep talking I am reloading. Very Happy

I miss my ex but my aim has gotten alot better now.
care for a head start there mr kuzare??

gone for a little while and newbies come in bashing.. where is tink anyway?

Newbie? Been here for a while now. Very Happy

But thats alright, I see you are from Montana. I w i l l t r y t o t y p e s l o w e r i n t h e f u t u r e. Laughing

If you are going to threaten me at least spell the name right. Mad

Just kiddin around.

But thanks for proving my point, you seem to be upset and you were not even locked in a trunk.

Bushmaster

Hey Vince...I would be wrestling a bear just gettin' her in the trunk. Lettin' her out after I did get her in? Not on your life!! My dogs that I have had as friends have always viewed the pickup as a mode of tranportation to the fields and mountains and wouldn't care less where they rode, whether in the trunk, bed or behind the seat.

And don't worry Mike...The two ladies in question are kept in tow very well by their boyfriend and dad. Yer safe from them. Though I might not be this time...

sagebrushsniper

There is a real reason why I've nicknamed my wife Ol Griz, and after she got her finger caught in the automatic trunk lid closer and as I jumped in the front seat to hit the unlock button and moved the car She is very senitive about trunks. Hell she never even laughed at me running out in my bithrday suit to rescue her below zero in Colo. Check the sex habits of a female griz and you'll understand why the handle! She's my first wife and we've been married I can't remember being single. I think I'll keep her around a little longer as she told me to buy a Henry in .22mag last week end if I wanted to. I think she had check out the availbilty as none were to be had in 4 different stores and now my .223x6mm is to show up today!

hunterjoe21

mikekuzara wrote:

To prove that dog is mans best friend do this simple test.

Lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour.

When you let them out, which one is happy to see you?

I would never even consider doing that to my dog......

OntheLasGallinas

When I was in my late teens, during one of my brighter moments, I had a brilliant idea that I would stop on the side of the road, and catch a three-quarter grown racoon. I chased him around and around in some tall weeds for a while. He kept out-manuvering me on the corners. Finally he got tangled in some weeds, so I grabbed him. The fight was on. He chewed on me from finger tip to sholders on both arms all the way back to the truck. When I climbed in, I shoved him into the glove compartment and listened to him chewing up whatever paperwork my father had stored in there. I spent the next hour trying to figure out how to get him out without a continued onslaught. I was chewed up enough already. So, I think your idea is badddddddddddd! Imagine something the size of a wife being shoved in and turned loose later, when a small racoon can cause a considerable amount of blood-letting!! Not to mention the the fit my father through when he opened the glove compartment and found a couple of piles of racoon shit.

Cary