Need to find another dog that likes Intox so we can have freaky gay sex this pride month or else it’s a hate crime

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Need to find another dog that likes Intox so we can have freaky gay sex this pride month or else it’s a hate crime

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I wish hunting people was allowed. Cuz sometimes I think I need to rip the throat out of someone under me while their pupils dilate to fix me. The idea of them desperately trying to get away but knowing that they actually want this makes me feral. Walking into the woods knowing that they aren’t getting out and still trying to run away out of pure instinct every branch cracking or bush moving could be the thing to get them
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That time I shot a semi-automatic rifle and buried a dog...kinda
Back when I was a pre-pubescent youth, my aunt had an old black lab die, so my uncle was tasked with giving it a respectful burial. I got asked if I wanted to go, and I had nothing better to do, so I went.
My uncle drove around the block and got into his back shed by going in the back gate. I thought it weird, but waited in the truck. He came back with a long styrofoam case, for later he indicated.
So we go up in the woods and find a spot to dig. And be we, I mean I got given the shovel. After a few minutes of digging, I got tired and stopped. My uncle figured the ditch a few feet over was as good as digging a hole, so he chucked the black garbage bag with the dog in the ditch.
At this point, he brought out the black rifle and we shot rounds while he had some beers. It was cool to try something new, but it quickly got old, so we wrapped up.
I had grabbed a single casing as a souvenir, but forgot it in my clothes. Later my grandmother did my laundry and found it. She was not amused in the slightest about my retelling of the story.