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Who cares that your kid's shoe got a little
dog shit on it?
Oh, and
the dog shat on the carpet.
Not exact matches
I swear, SWEAR, I heard the cat say «OH
SHIT» before it tore off for the hole in the fence with my
dog on his heels, unafraid.
Remember that time you
shat yourself
on the pitch during a World Cup match and had to scoot along the floor like a
dog?
I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there
on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon
on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no - good, rotten, four - flushing, low - life, snake - licking, dirt - eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood - sucking,
dog - kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat - ass, bug - eyed, stiff - legged, spotty - lipped, worm - headed sack of monkey
shit he is!
Nothing his obsession with bringing politics into almost all his posts and his borderline creepy obsession with liberals («worse than
dog shit» because they have different views
on like 5 hot button items, really dude?
It's one thing to announce that you're irritated with your
dog for
shitting on the kitchen floor (which, honestly, who cares), versus announcing that you're unable to continue caring for your
dog because you're too busy obsessing over your baby.
It's been a wet - towels -
on - the - bed, just - order - take - out - again, oh -
shit - where - are - my - keys, oh - no - I'm - late - for - my - plane, no - I - didn't - feed - the -
dogs - I - thought - you - did kind of month.
Oh, I tried but, honestly, when you walk by your four year old's bedroom and see him with the
dog's tail in one hand and a greased up thermometer in the other, the only suitable response is, «what the FUCK is going
on in here????» And when your four year old says to you, «the
dog has a little fever but she still has to go to school today», which means that — for one thing — you are never, ever, ever going to use that thermometer again, any response other than, «are you fucking
SHITTING me?»
I took all the drugs, got sick as a **** ing
dog for 7 years
on statin and finally my wife said «if you don't get off that
shit you are as good as dead.»
When was the last time that you did something that really scared the
shit out of you... run from a lion... run from a
dog... go bungee jumping... get
on a roller coaster... go bouldering or rock climbing... take up an extreme sport... pick a fist fight that's worth fighting for... (I did this at the post office one day when a man was bullying a woman clerk, he retreated).
I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there
on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon
on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no - good, rotten, four - flushing, low - life, snake - licking, dirt - eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood - sucking,
dog - kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat - ass, bug - eyed, stiff - legged, spotty - lipped, worm - headed sack of monkey
shit he is!
Lonely medical assistant Ruth (Melanie Lynskey, seething and magnetic, just as she was in Heavenly Creatures as a teenager) fumes at everything she sees: the obnoxious coal - roller in his monster truck spewing black smoke, the people who cut her off in line at the supermarket, the
dog shit left
on her lawn.
The inevitable deterioration of the relationship is heavily signposted by the earlier scenes with Liberace's former disgruntled lover / protégée Billy Leatherwood (played by Cheyenne Jackson and based
on Vince Cardell), not to mention the overt reoccurring motif of Liberace's home being full of
dog shit from the many
dogs he owns — the same
dogs that first gave Liberace the excuse he needed to invite Scott to his home.
There's the aforementioned pair of hotties in a French maid / S & M attempted stag night piece (unbelievably hilarious), the wedding ring in chocolate truffle /
dog shit (gross - out can't watch laughter), blow job in dark closet (don't even wan na think about it), pubic hair in cake (really - believe it) and who will ever forget the Stifler dance - off in a gay bar (fantastic)-- the list really does go
on and
on.
And I love
dogs took care of them all my life and never once when I was walking them thought it was OK to go
on other peoples yards and piss and
shit!
Compare this to Arkham Knight which is still a mess even following its «interim patch» yesterday (more
on that tomorrow) which was supposed to whip that festering pile of
dog shit in to something digestible and it just stands to demonstrate that there is absolutely no excuse.