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| I assume that by "b#tch" you mean a woman and not a female dog. | |
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| Nope. He has male and b#tch Golden Retriever. It would not stop barking, no matter how many times I kicked it. | |
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| Yeah. But after I shot it, I figured I should at least eat it. I mean, free dog. | |
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| That explains the phone call for barbeque sauce at four in the morning. | |
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