ex narcotics addict with a bad attitude. as a young pup i was torn from my mother and thrown into a pound. my master came on a hot monday and enslaved me for thrty five bucks. after a long run of shoplifting food, living in cars, and leading a pretty miserable existance, me and my master decided to get off the dope, get jobs, and get on with it. unfortunatly i'm a friggin dog, so getting a job was immpossible. doomed here now to sit on the couch all day with no beer and no one to let me out to piss.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
that mother f***er who invented the shock collar and drop his ass with a brick!!!!
