Sentences with phrase «dog shit with»

Instinctively Katz put a hand to his head, looked at it in horror — he was always something of a sissy where excrement was concerned; I once saw him running through Greenwood Park in Des Moines like the figure in Edvard Munch's «The Scream» just because he had inadvertently probed some dog shit with the tip of his finger — and with only a mumbled «Wait here» walked with ramrod stiffness in the direction of our hotel.

The studio itself was operated like dog shit with long overworking of hours that was brought to light by the «Rockstar Spouse» controversy.

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.

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.

Occasionally I would get inspired to pick up the dog shit in the snow and would shovel it up — often together with some snow — and toss into a trash bag I kept around the corner from the porch.

They carry a lot of newspaper with them to pick up the shit (like you would with a dog).

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?»

Rockers LCB have tapped into this with a new claymation video that features hardcore sex scenes, simulated fellatio, eating dog shit and whole lot more.

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!

After misbehaving one night with a couple of other drunk recruits, she is assigned «shit detail,» literally it turns out, cleaning the dog cages.

As the botch up unfolds, there are plenty of laughs to be had, before Robbie - who's captivated thus far with dogged determination and defiant take no shit attitude - crumbles emotionally in scenes that show why she's received an Academy Award nomination.

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.

having lived with a couple of doggies including one of the red nose lines that organizations still do not want to recognize and the only things that I can do and make a rascism to the offices that do not know how to do anything but shit just like the media and many other hypocrites and countries that forbid bull terriers largely forgets the stories that these dogs experienced and thank them for and a good scapegoat for big crooks and other very hypocritical the dog and the friend and not a killer like our species and the more the hypocrites will forbid the races more new breeds or pseudo new races will be born as with the forbidden pitbull one invents then a pseudo name the american bully but good the list and long ja'ime the dog but especially not the hypocrites like the media and and other administration and some of us who need strong sensation to extract their shit

7ft metal panel fence * with 2ft ground cement perimeter (dog can't dig out) * not corrugated fence, cheap shit Once city says its dog proof u get ur dog back from pound

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Though actually I would be okay with a picture of actual bovine feces, which look less disgusting than (what I presume is) dog shit.

His detailed renditions of council houses and — to quote a title — Landscape with Dog Shit Bin may not be socially engaging per se, but they are certainly politically aware.

Landscape With Dog Shit Bin (2010) is one of his less romantic titles; but he can also give his bleak, Midlands views grand titles from the annals of art history, such as Assumption.