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Hold up... is THIS you?Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
i pee into water bottles after i drink the water.
i used to bite my toenails off as a kid until as of a year ago. im 20
i try to watch straight porn but the ****** section's call is too strong for me, been on it for years (no ayo).
80's movies are my pride and joy. Mannequin is
+1 to the peeing sitting down , but all the time not just in the morning.
the feeling of freedom while walking around the house naked is too good.
backpage
^feels good.
Hold up... is THIS you?Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
i pee into water bottles after i drink the water.
i used to bite my toenails off as a kid until as of a year ago. im 20
i try to watch straight porn but the ****** section's call is too strong for me, been on it for years (no ayo).
80's movies are my pride and joy. Mannequin is
+1 to the peeing sitting down , but all the time not just in the morning.
the feeling of freedom while walking around the house naked is too good.
backpage
^feels good.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by Nawth21
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
No wonder your parents didn't want you. You're a sick sob, letting an animal die of exposure
Originally Posted by Nawth21
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
No wonder your parents didn't want you. You're a sick sob, letting an animal die of exposure
Originally Posted by Dame Theory
Hold up... is THIS you?Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
i pee into water bottles after i drink the water.
i used to bite my toenails off as a kid until as of a year ago. im 20
i try to watch straight porn but the ****** section's call is too strong for me, been on it for years (no ayo).
80's movies are my pride and joy. Mannequin is
+1 to the peeing sitting down , but all the time not just in the morning.
the feeling of freedom while walking around the house naked is too good.
backpage
^feels good.
I was about to point that out.
Definitely not something right with this dude, animal cruelty and you think ****** pr0n is awesome yet still manage to think you're straight.You a full fledged fancy boy with no way to express your homosexuality.
Originally Posted by Dame Theory
Hold up... is THIS you?Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
i pee into water bottles after i drink the water.
i used to bite my toenails off as a kid until as of a year ago. im 20
i try to watch straight porn but the ****** section's call is too strong for me, been on it for years (no ayo).
80's movies are my pride and joy. Mannequin is
+1 to the peeing sitting down , but all the time not just in the morning.
the feeling of freedom while walking around the house naked is too good.
backpage
^feels good.
I was about to point that out.
Definitely not something right with this dude, animal cruelty and you think ****** pr0n is awesome yet still manage to think you're straight.You a full fledged fancy boy with no way to express your homosexuality.
close guess but it had nothing to do with what my parents wanted. feel free to try again thoughOriginally Posted by Nawth21
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
No wonder your parents didn't want you. You're a sick sob, letting an animal die of exposure
close guess but it had nothing to do with what my parents wanted. feel free to try again thoughOriginally Posted by Nawth21
Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets
this was about 3 years ago in february. my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostlyand drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her. well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half, i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fidolying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i wasbut had on theface, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation. i was always more partial to fish anyway.
No wonder your parents didn't want you. You're a sick sob, letting an animal die of exposure
Originally Posted by Tony Harris
lfuqua3 wrote:
I had a key to my gf's house and used to take girls to her house to get down while she was at work .I told them it was my aunts car and house we were using.
Originally Posted by Tony Harris
lfuqua3 wrote:
I had a key to my gf's house and used to take girls to her house to get down while she was at work .I told them it was my aunts car and house we were using.
Originally Posted by Dakingii
I dont like dogs that much but u took that %#*+ too far dude.
You purposely didnt feed it then purposely left it outside in the blizzard. @!!+ you fam. I could tolerate alot of dudes stories in here but this one made me sick.