The victorious micro-dog, having ripped Howie Mandels midsection away to present to the Art Underwear Poodle, is dismayed to find that it is but stone.
"Any self respecting male who walks around with one of those dogs needs a serious ass kicking"
Little do you know, Hoosier, that small terriers have few rivals in the animal kingdom for assertiveness and tenacity. My Westie, Blanche, wouldn't hesitate to taser you if she knew how to work the controls.
The problem with little dogs is that their owners think they are cute. Indulgence causes a breakdown in canine heirarchy -- little dogs attack because they think they're alpha dog and have to protect.
Re: the pictures. Having had a drink of water from the bowl in front of the artful underwear store, little shebu moves to find a cardboard cutout of Howie Mandel to piss on.
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) The one with the waggley tail How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) I do hope that doggie's for sale
I must take a trip to California And leave my poor sweetheart alone If he has a dog he won't be lonesome And the doggie will have a good home
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) The one with the waggley tail How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) I do hope that doggie's for sale
I read in the papers there are robbers (roof, roof) With flashlights that shine in the dark My love needs a doggie to protect him And scare them away with one bark
I don't want a bunny or a kitty I don't want a parrot that talks I don't want a bowl of little fishies He can't take a goldfish for a walk
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) The one with the waggley tail How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf) I do hope that doggie's
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin motherf**kers tryin to steal my flow But it ain't no thang cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, cuz i'm back (why?) Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now Tell me what's goin on It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes and quit tryin to spit at my motherf**kin hoes Seakin of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and i'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherf**kin paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize And see where I'm comin from it's still East Side till I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y
It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World
Trooper: I remember being fascinated with that Patti Page song when I was a small child, asking my grandparents to play it again and again (Lord knows why). Thanks for the memory.
I don't know. All I can do when I see Howie Mandel is to marvel at how wonderful America is. If he can do it, so can you. If he's funny, you can be funny too. If he doesn't look like a freak show, well you don't have to either.
Beyond that I think of my neighbor's yapping little mutt that I'm hoping a Great Horned Owl will snatch like he did my cat last year.
Ruth Anne, I am sorry I shut off the computer in the interim and can't seem to get into it, but if you tell me how to do it I will be happy to and will do so in future postings.
Trooper: My suggestion would be to copy and paste the previous post, create a new comment, edit accordingly, repost the new one, then delete the previous one. Any of your own posts have a little trash can below the time stamp. You can delete them forever with a couple clicks. Much appreciated. Not that I don't care for the artistry of Snoop Dogg. But out of context [this blog], some of his word choice might be misconstrued.
Ruth Anne, I tried your suggestion and I just couldn't figure it out. So I will let it stand for now, but I will be sure to correct all future posts. Sorry. Besides, I am letting the artist speak for himself, it is a direct quote, so it reflects on him, not on us or Ms. Atlhouse.
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26 comments:
The victorious micro-dog, having ripped Howie Mandels midsection away to present to the Art Underwear Poodle, is dismayed to find that it is but stone.
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk,
dotted with melted chewing gum
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
Manhattan can't be Madison
1. Veni
2. Vidi
3. Volo domum redire !
Pic 1: You are advocating art over underwear by placing the artsy-fartsy dog in the picture.
Pic 2: Obviously by taking a picture of a short dog, it's beginning to look like a dog theme.
Pic 3: Because of my crappy dialup service, I'm unable to see the expletive picture.
Ah, ha! vortex. It was an Althousian dirty trick!
understairier
terrier
no hairier
Any self respecting male who walks around with one of those dogs needs a serious ass kicking.
Or a tasing at the very least.
Why not just trade in the backpack for a man-bag and complete the image.
As pants the hart . . . .
"Any self respecting male who walks around with one of those dogs needs a serious ass kicking"
Little do you know, Hoosier, that small terriers have few rivals in the animal kingdom for assertiveness and tenacity. My Westie, Blanche, wouldn't hesitate to taser you if she knew how to work the controls.
Not being ceramic, Howie gets his clipped at the poodle parlor. Terriers can walk at a surprising good clip.
Little do you know, Hoosier, that small terriers have few rivals in the animal kingdom for assertiveness and tenacity.
Which makes them even more annoying. Nothing worse than a 8 ounce yapping dog with a Napoleon complex.
The problem with little dogs is that their owners think they are cute. Indulgence causes a breakdown in canine heirarchy -- little dogs attack because they think they're alpha dog and have to protect.
Re: the pictures. Having had a drink of water from the bowl in front of the artful underwear store, little shebu moves to find a cardboard cutout of Howie Mandel to piss on.
Career options for dogs?
Art/underwear model.
Pet.
Lotto/Game show winner.
It's all about the inconguity:
Art & Underwear
Frou-Frou Dog & Cargo Pants
Howie chest & thighs
incongruity
Note to women: Those black lycra tights do not resemble anything that might vaguely be considered "attractive".
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
I do hope that doggie's for sale
I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog he won't be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
I do hope that doggie's for sale
I read in the papers there are robbers (roof, roof)
With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark
I don't want a bunny or a kitty
I don't want a parrot that talks
I don't want a bowl of little fishies
He can't take a goldfish for a walk
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
I do hope that doggie's
(Patti Page)
They're all conjunctions.
Art and underwear
Dog butt
Deal or No Deal.
Conjunction Junction, what's that function?
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearin motherf**kers tryin to steal my flow
But it ain't no thang cause see my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I step through the do'
Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive
Usin my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn't learnt
It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, cuz i'm back (why?)
Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now
Tell me what's goin on
It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes
and quit tryin to spit at my motherf**kin hoes
Seakin of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint
You'se a flea and i'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherf**kin paws
Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize
And see where I'm comin from it's still East Side till I die
Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y
It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World
The Dogg's World
(Snoop Dogg)
Trooper: I remember being fascinated with that Patti Page song when I was a small child, asking my grandparents to play it again and again (Lord knows why). Thanks for the memory.
Trooper: Do you mind asterisking the n-words in the previous post?
I don't know. All I can do when I see Howie Mandel is to marvel at how wonderful America is. If he can do it, so can you. If he's funny, you can be funny too. If he doesn't look like a freak show, well you don't have to either.
Beyond that I think of my neighbor's yapping little mutt that I'm hoping a Great Horned Owl will snatch like he did my cat last year.
Ruth Anne, I am sorry I shut off the computer in the interim and can't seem to get into it, but if you tell me how to do it I will be happy to and will do so in future postings.
Trooper: My suggestion would be to copy and paste the previous post, create a new comment, edit accordingly, repost the new one, then delete the previous one. Any of your own posts have a little trash can below the time stamp. You can delete them forever with a couple clicks. Much appreciated. Not that I don't care for the artistry of Snoop Dogg. But out of context [this blog], some of his word choice might be misconstrued.
Ruth Anne, I tried your suggestion and I just couldn't figure it out. So I will let it stand for now, but I will be sure to correct all future posts. Sorry. Besides, I am letting the artist speak for himself, it is a direct quote, so it reflects on him, not on us or Ms. Atlhouse.
I see a carrier in the terrier, that will deposit the contents from the bowl to the billboard.
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