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Drafting out a Fanfic with Trudy as the main character - Run Goodsprings Run

2024.05.13 23:49 Space_doughnut Drafting out a Fanfic with Trudy as the main character - Run Goodsprings Run

Knock knock
Dixon: "Trudy! Trudy!"
Click of a revolver.
Dixon: "Trudy, it's me. The damn powder gangers got another one."
Trudy let out a deep sigh. She recognized that voice outside tapping on her window.
She lowered the revolver she kept tucked under her pillow, got out of bed, and made her way to the front door.
It was late, dark, and she could hear Sunny's dog, Cheyanne, barking in the distance. There was no peace in Goodsprings tonight.
Trudy: "Jesus Christ, Dixon, I could've blown your head off."
Dixon: "Sorry, Trudy. I had to wake you." Dixon apologized. He was a heavyset man with dark hair, grim face, and a perpetual scowl always waiting to be told what to do next.
Trudy saw the scene behind him. Victor, the town's resident Robot Securitron, was rolling through the street on its monowheel, dragging a bloodied corpse behind it. In the distance, she saw the night watch standing alert at the edge of town. Sunny's dog Cheyanne barking down the street.
Trudy: "What the hell is going on?"
"I saw old Vic here drag this guy down from Cemetery Hill…" Dixon explained as Trudy walked past him toward Victor and the corpse.
The robot turned as it registered her movement and let go of the corpse feet, dropping its booths into the street mud. The wet thud echoed in the quiet night.
"Howdy, Trudy, just the town mom I needed to see…" The robot greeted.
Trudy stood over the body. He was a large, older man, shaved head, greying survivalist beard. He wore a dark brown shirt with orange and mustard-yellow stripes under blue jean overalls, a red bandanna with black goggles around his neck.
Blood had been gushing out from a bullet hole on his forehead. But incredibly, he was still breathing.
"…saw a whole commotion down at the bone orchard, some bad eggs trying to put our friend here 6 feet under." Victor reported in his usual cartooned cowboy self.
Trudy frowned. She always found the tone coming out from this robotic body exceedingly creepy, even without it dragging a body around.
Cheyanne clearly thought the same and barked on loudly despite her owner's incessant shushing.
The smell of desert air mingled with the metallic tang of blood, and lights began to flicker on as the rest of the town awoke to the disturbance.
"Cheyenne, stay." Sunny Smiles finally quieted down her dog and joined Trudy and Dixon huddling over the body. The girl's leather armor and varmint rifle contrasting with Trudy's nightgown and cattleman revolver.
Sunny Smiles: "Damn powder gangers, they shot up another caravan."
"And dragged the body around town for a proper burial? No, this isn't them," Trudy dismissed.
Victor: "Can't say I caught a good look at those rascals that dug him deep…"
Trudy shot the robot a dirty glance.
Trudy: "Dixon, go fetch the doc."
Dixon: "Yes, ma'am."
Trudy: "Sunny, let Ringo know what went down and tell him to sit tight in his hole. I'm locking the town down."
"On it."
Victor: "Our friend here has a mighty tick skull…I already boosted him good with Stimpaks. If we're…"
Trudy: "Vic, shut the hell up."
Hi guys, I want to share this first prologue I've been working, inspired by my recent playthrough (first in 6 years). The story will be set in the FOV with Trudy as a Al Swearengen type navigating her people's existence between the factions of the Mojave
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2024.05.13 14:25 Putrid_Turn7265 I'm afraid my sister is loosing her sanity, it might be our fault and there's nothing I can do about it

I'm worried, and I'm sad, as I have this weird feeling that my dear sister is already gone, and there's nothing I can do to get her back. I come from a family of 3 siblings : my sister June (28F), me (25F) and my brother Alex (21M). We also took in our cousin Ariane (17F) when she was younger as her parents' divorce was very rocky. She was with us from 10 to 15 yo. I have to admit June was always more of a mother to us 3 than our own mother. Our parents were great and provided us with everything we needed, but they were not really available for us. My mother was a workaholic and suffered from work-related injuries. Her right arm was left paralyzed from this. My father worked everyday, even on weekends, and he would be gone from 7am to 7pm.
June was left doing everything in the house since she was at least 12 yo : cooking meals, chores, groceries,... She was the one we would wake up in the night when we were feeling ill, or had an "accident". She was the one who would bandage us up when we fell. She was the one comforting us when we were sad or had a nightmare. She was the one who helped us do our homework and recite our lessons. She always made sure we were happy and safe. It's useless to say that we adored her.
I hate to admit that I began to resent her growing up. I was jealous of my friend's sisters who would take them on shopping sprees, had boyfriends and went to parties. While the only outing June allowed herself was her part-time job as a groomer in a nearby ranch. She only had 1 friend she never saw, and her social skills were terrible. She was shy, socially awkward, and had a hard time outside of the house. She never told us, but I think she hated school. When she turned 18, she began to work full time at the ranch. And even then, she would came back home and do all the chores and take care of us 3 teens. My boyfriend always calls her Snow White. Anytime he would visit, she'd be scrubbing the floor, ironing, cooking,... And she was always humming or singing, surrounded by our pets. We thought it was cute, and never realized she was overworked.
There was an incident when my brother found her passed out in the bathroom. She would always stay close to 1 hour in the bathroom in the evening. We used to joke that she had to scrub every inch of her body to get rid of the manure stench. Once, she forgot to lock the bathroom, and Alex got in. He found her asleep on the floor, laying on a bath towel. She later admitted she was sometimes so tired she'd actually had a 40 minutes nap on the bathroom floor, then 20 minutes to shower and get ready. She said it was because it was the only place our parents will not bother her, but now I think we also had our responsibility in this. One by one, we left the house. Al moved to the city with his girlfriend to pursue their music career, and they are doing great. I moved in with my boyfriend of 8 years and we are engaged, and Ariane went back to her father. June was left alone with our parents. She cried every time one of us would move out, she seemed so happy that it turned out great for us. When our father retired, June was 26 and finally felt comfortable leaving the house as well. She bought a small bungalow in the countryside. Our father was worried as the location is pretty isolated, but June has a big dog, and it's only a 10 minutes drive from their house. We thought she was doing great, and she was finally in her element. We saw each other at family events, and she seemed still tired, but serene. One month ago, Alex wanted us to reunite for old time's sake, the four of us and our s.o. June invited us to her bungalow, it had been a while since we all went there together. She had dressed a beautiful table, and we could see she had put her heart in a delicious meal as always. However, her behavior was very off... She was very quiet, and had a sad smile. Like her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were like... lifeless. She seemed very "cautious" around us. Walking on eggshells all the time. Like she was talking, but adding "I hope it's okay if I say that " or "You don't have to tell me if it's to personal". Alex' girlfriend's name is Annabelle. "You want more wine, Ann ... oops. Hope it's okay if I call you Ann, Sorry, I know some people don't like when you use nicknames".
The way she dresses also changed. She used to wear dresses all the time. Girly dresses, with flowers and frills. But now she wears large baggy pants and simple black tops. She has like a dozen in her bathroom. I also found antidepressants in her bathroom while looking for a towel. It worries me. She's always been the strong one, the pillar of the family. She never told anyone about mental health issues she might have. When we were outside, a murder of crows landed in her garden. One of them was on the fence and she told it "Not today yet, friend". She then turned to us and said "He's waiting for me to drop dead so he can eat my eyes, the rascal". There are spiders everywhere in the house. Don't get me wrong, the house is squeaky clean, but the spiders remained untouched. My boyfriend tried to smash one above the sink, and June screamed "No !! Leave Betty alone, she's a friend!". She pretended it was because the spiders keep the fly and mosquitoes outside. But I have a weird feeling. Ariane asked to see the large cabinet in which June exposed some wooden miniatures she builds. It's really cute. But we noticed she also got into resin, and in one of the drawers was a collection of dead insects preserved in resin. It was never in her character to do something like that, and Al joked about the kind of "Jeffrey Dahmer" hobby this was. She got defensive, and told us the bugs were already dead, she just preserved them in resin for whatever reason. Something weird also, she talks to an "entity" in her house. Apparently it locked her in the attic once, bangs on doors, and plays with the lightbulbs in the house. I don't believe in paranormal at all. But when we were eating, the kitchen light began to flicker. June sighed and said "Come on, sir. I have guests. Stop now". And just like that, it stopped. Ariane was pale as a sheet, she's very into ghosts and stuff. June didn't elaborate further than "Don't worry, he's annoying but harmless". Alex had taken his guitar with him. He asked June if she'd be down to sing with him for old time's sake. June would never have passed an occasion to sing. But she pretended she had a sore throat, and "maybe next time". I don't know. She's not the sister I used to know. I worry something wrong is going on. I talked about it to Alex, who said she was just tired, and maybe she missed us, which is why she looked so nostalgic. I also aksed my boyfriend, who thinks now she had more free time, so her creative side is expanding. And even if it's in a way we don't like, who should just be glad for her. I didn't talk to Ariane about it, she's young and I don't want her to worry. But I can't help but think about June. She's not the same person. We used to hug a lot, but now she seemed tense when I hugged her goodbye. Almost... scared. I need to talk to someone about this. But I don't know who. I can't force her to see a therapist. Hell, I don't even know if something's wrong with her, or if I'm just overreacting. I send her some messages, and she always replies with smileys and "take care". But I don't know. Maybe we staid away from her too long, she's feeling alone, something in her broke... It's like she's a ghost of her former self. A shell. I'm so scared she might do something bad to herself.
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2024.05.12 08:11 gibagger When life gives you Chihuahuas...

When life gives you Chihuahuas...
My parents own a property kind of in the middle of nowhere in northeast mexico. Kilometers away from the nearest town, in a semi desertic area.
I live abroad and was visiting. Just as I was walking about at night I heard a growl from a small animal. It scared me a little. After I saw it was a small, starving dog, I gave her some of our dinner.
Three days later she was already following us around the place, wagging her tail and jumping around when she saw us arrive from town, and overall being awesome.
I had been thinking about adopting a dog for a while. I like them and I am going through a difficult spot so I could use the company and structure that comes with caring for another living being.
She was just so sweet and trusting. A few days after meeting her she fell asleep as I applied anti flea powder on her. Literally pet her to sleep with her barely even knowing me. I knew this was it. I'm taking this girl along.
I walked her for the first time today and she kept up with me... Which is crazy because countryside Mexican people do not really walk their dogs or care for them in the first world way. She's extremely well mannered and walked by my side most of the time the first time!
Anyway, she's a keeper and I'm trying to sort out all the medical backlog and paperwork on time so she can fly back with me to the Netherlands. I hope I can carry her around on my bike basket soon.
Her name is Ari, short for Ariel. Comes from a song called that way which I like and has a passage that goes "I found you in the dark". I love the little rascal already.
Wish me luck!
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2024.05.10 12:39 thestageonbroadway The Stage Connects Visitors with Country Music History

The Stage Connects Visitors with Country Music History
If you want to visit famous bars in Nashville then The Stage Nashville is the place to go. Our multi-level venue features multiple stages for live music, and our rooftop deck is dog-friendly. In addition to this, there are several things that set The Stage apart from other Nashville live music bars.
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What Sets The Stage Apart from Other Famous Bars in Nashville?

The Stage has hosted some of the biggest names in country music. That big country-themed painting you see when you walk in is called The Highwaymen, once belonging to Waylon Jennings.
The Stage Nashville has done more than host great musicians. Lots of historically significant video performances have taken place here too:
  • Delbert Mclintock (“Lone Star Blues” video)
  • Hank Williams Junior (video for “Why Don’t We All Just Get a Long Neck?”)
  • Pam Tillis (“Band in the Window” video)
  • And more appearances on TV or in films
We hosted the 2007 regional final for Nashville Star. Buddy Jewell, Miranda Lambert, Kacey Musgraves, and Chris Young all got their big breaks in one of that show’s six seasons. Miranda and Kacey have been back for special events too.
The best bars in Nashville offer something more than drinks and music. The Stage Nashville sets itself apart by having connections with some top talent in country music and more. We’ve hosted world-famous singers and groups including Blake Shelton, The Family Stone, Trace Adkins, Toby Keith, Ricky Skaggs, and Miranda Lambert. In other words, many of country music’s big stars performed here in the past. Some still come around and hang out sometimes.

More Music History to Come

Some of our regular music artists are moving on to big things, we’re sure of it. Catch them now so you can say you followed their music before they were national acts. Check out our musician’s corner to learn more about them, then check our show schedules for the coming weeks. We have live music seven days a week on all three stages.
You’ll note that many of our musicians perform on different days and sometimes in different time slots. If you can’t catch them next week, you’ll be able to catch them next week. Mark your calendars. And, when you hang out, keep your eyes peeled. Celebrities love to visit The Stage. And we’re not just talking about country music stars like Rascal Flatts. A few Nashville Predators (the hockey team for non-sports fans) have been here too. Montgomery Gentry once hopped on the stage and performed a song.

An Experience Unlike Other Nashville Live Music Bars

While there are plenty of famous bars in Nashville, The Stage stands alone with decades of connection to country music stars and events. We expect that history-making to continue! We serve ice-cold beer and put on live shows every day. Check out upcoming shows at The Stage Nashville and stop in to see your favorite local artists perform. Contact us at 615-726-0504 for more information or to inquire about hosting a corporate event at one of the best bars in Nashville - The Stage on Broadway.
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2024.05.10 06:02 DropWatcher Drop Watch: May 10th, 2024

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BBL Drizzy (prod. by Metro Boomin)

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2024.05.08 18:55 DropWatcher Drop Watch: May 10th, 2024

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BBL Drizzy (prod. by Metro Boomin)

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2023 and 2024 Calendar

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2024.05.07 22:14 MrsLadyZedd A Few More From Disney

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2024.05.06 11:29 heckinghcdondon Guilty for Possibly Stressing My Pup

In the beginning I had puppy blues very, very badly. Like depressive episode badly. Things have gotten better but I have an anxiety disorder and adolescence is… not always fun. My pup (8 months) is a sweet guy though and I love him so much, even when he’s being a rascal. My partner and I have pretty different experiences with him. She spends less time with him but when they are together they can just sit on the couch and vibe. I spend more time with the pup, do his training, and we go on adventures together. He’ll settle for me but at most I get maybe an hour (which I think is good, tell me if I’m being silly) if I really need to get something done. I do enrichment activities with him too aside from play, but he definitely wants to do things when we are together. I chalked it up to him seeing me as the one who exposes him to new things, and he’s just eager for the activity of the day. Behaviorally he is doing okay but his barking just sends me over the edge sometimes. I’m really working on not reacting because I think he demand barks but it’s been hard and it stresses me out even when it doesn’t last long. My partner calls me our pup’s drill sergeant and said maybe he senses my anxiety and that makes him be more… I guess active/rowdy/needy with me? I just feel so sad now that maybe I’ve been thinking I’m helping him be his best self but he’s just stressed around me. He’s a sweet guy who loves people and other dogs and I just want him to have a good life. But now, I just feel guilty like he would be happier and calmer if I was a different person.
I guess I just needed to vent but if others have experienced these feelings it would be so nice to hear how you dealt with it or if there are ways I can be there better for my pup. (When he was younger, someone once commented here to break up the training into smaller doses, which I think was really helpful feedback so if I’ve mentioned anything that sounds like I could do diff I’m open to advice!)
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2024.05.01 22:54 Flammendehaar A bunch of rambly questions

New puppy owner here! We picked up our 8 and a half week old Irish Setter, Kepler, on Sunday. When he's behaving he is an absolute delight and a real cutie, and he's really impressing me in some ways. He sleeps most of the way through the night already, waking up only once or twice and often only an hour or two before we'd be getting up anyway. He took to the crate pretty quickly, using it to nap and settling very fast at night. He is, naturally, having some accidents inside, but he's very obviously making clearer and clearer efforts to tell us when he needs to go and we're starting to pick up on it.
I'm anxious to get this done right though, and I do have questions. I'm totally new to this and have puppy brain so do bear with me because this might end up being a sort of rambly stream of consciousness. I've read the wiki resources and been doing so much reading online but there are so many different answers to everything and I guess I just want actual people to give me some input/reassurance.
First, how long should it take him to get his name? First thing when you Google says 3 days, other places say a few weeks. He's really not getting that one so far though today we made progress getting him to look at us, follow a lure and sit (sort of...). I just really want to be able to get his attention more easily because to me it seems like other training would logically follow.
Second, enforced naps... We are absolutely having to do these. He'll wake up and behave initially, and then clearly hit an overtired/overstimulated phase and need to be put in the crate. I'm worried doing this will interrupt how quickly he's getting to like the crate. The first day, he was taking himself in there to nap, but already he doesn't seem to do that and we have to put him in and shut the door. He will whine for a bit but does usually settle down, but there's conflicting info on leaving a puppy to whine vs opening the door and comforting. There's even conflicting info about whether you should open the door during a gap in the crying, or just straight away. I want him to be able to take himself off for naps but for the time being while that doesn't seem possible, I don't also want to out him off the crate when he seemed to be enjoying it straight away.
Also, he will be awake for 1-2 hours and be really hard to settle, and then only sleep for an hour. I'm worried he isn't getting enough but he just wakes up so soon and then cries to be let out. This is also making it hard to work/do chores and contributing to us feeling a bit overwhelmed. When putting him down for this nap, should we leave any toys in the crate, or take them away, or only leave a couple to chew on? I feel like my head is spinning with all this different advice.
Third, garden - play and toilet, or toilet only? We gave a garden with some pretty varied plants in the bed, and he finds the garden very stimulating. Some plants he likes to play with the leaves, some he likes to chew, some he attacks the flowers. When we take him out to go to the toilet, if he doesn't go straight away should we be denying him the opportunity to get distracted playing and bring him back in? I ask because when I've tried that it leads to a greater likelihood of him just peeing/pooping on the floor... Is there also a good way to get him to stop chewing up our flowers, or will that have to wait until he knows his name nad can be commanded away?
I absolutely adore the little rascal. I can't really be annoyed with anything he does, because I know he's learning about the world, and instead of any frustration at his baheaviour, I'm just a really anxious pet owner myself and want to ensure I'm doing things right. I want him to grow up a well-trained, happy dog and just need to be told I'm doing okay. I haven't even been able to think about socialising him with other people, or carrying him outside yet, because I'm so preoccupied with this basic stuff, but I also don't want to leave it too late and it feels like this time will fly by. Basically, I think I'm losing it 😂 Please, puppy people, impart your wisdom.
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2024.05.01 17:08 random_poster1 (selling) Aquaman 2, godzilla, 2012, Beverly Hills cop trilogy, Bullet train, clerks, Guardians of Galaxy 3, JoJo rabbit, Mist, once upon a time in Hollywood, Simple Favor, Sleepless in Seattle , Who framed Roger rabbit

Happy to discount for multiple buys :)
12 years a slave HD MA - 4
13 hours secret soldiers 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
16 candles HD Itunes(ports) - 4
1917 HD MA - 4
2012 4K MA
21 Jump Street 4K MA - 6.50
22 Jump Street HD MA - 4, SD MA - 1.50
2 Guns 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
31 HD Vudu - 4
47 meters down HD Vudu - 4
47 Ronin HD MA/4k Itunes - 4
50 shades of grey unrated HD MA - 4
101 dalmatians(animated) HD GP - 4
101 dalmatians 2 HD MA - 6.50
About last night SD MA - 2
About my father 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 6
Absolutely fabulous movie HD MA - 5
Addicted SD Vudu - 2
Adrift HD Itunes - 4
Ad Astra HD MA - 4
Adventures of Ichabod and Mr Toad HD MA - 6
Air Force One 4K MA - 6
Aladdin (1992) HD GP - 3.50
Aladdin (live action) 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 5
Alexander and terrible no good day HD MA - 4
Alice in Wonderland HD MA - 6
Aliens 3 HD MA - 6
Alien Covenant 4K Itunes(will port) - 5
Alpha Dog HD Vudu - 4
Amazing Spiderman HD MA - 4
Amazing Spiderman 2 HD MA - 4
American Hustle HD MA - 4
American Pie Unrated HD MA - 5
American reunion HD MA - 4
Anchorman 2 HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Annie 1982 4K MA - 4.50
Annihilation HD Vudu - 3
Anomalisa HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
Antman HD GP - 4
Antman and wasp HD GP - 4
Apocalypse Now 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6.50
Apollo 13 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 3
Aquaman 2 Lost Kingdom 4K MA
Arrival 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4.50
Assassin's Creed 4K MA - 4
Atlantis: Lost Empire, Milo's return HD MA - 6.50 each
Atomic Blonde 4K Itunes(will port) - 5
Atonement HD MA - 4
Avengers Endgame 4K MA - 6, HD MA - 4
Avengers Age of Ultron HD GP - 4
Avengers Infinity War 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD GP - 3
Baby Driver HD MA - 4
Bad boys for life 4K MA - 6.50
Bad Grandpa HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
Bad moms HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Bad words HD MA - 4
Battleship 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Baywatch 4K Vudu/Itunes - 4
Beauty and the beast(1991) 4K MA - 8.50
Beauty and the beast 2017 HD MA - 5
Beavis and butthead do America HD Itunes/Vudu - 6
Belfast HD MA - 5
Belle HD MA - 4
Ben Hur (2016) HD Vudu - 3
Beverly Hills Cop 1,2 4K Itunes/Vudu - 6.50 each
Beverly Hills cop 3 4K Vudu - 5
Big Hero 6 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Big short HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
The Big Sick HD Itunes/Vudu - 6
Birds 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Birth of nation HD MA - 4
Black hawk down Extended 4K MA - 6
Black kklansman HD MA - 4
Black Panther Wakanda Forever 4K MA - 6
Black Panther 4K ITunes(ports) - 5, HD MA - 4
Black widow HD MA - 4
Blonkamp collection (Chappie, District 9, Elysium) HD MA - 12
Blue Jasmine SD MA - 2.50
Book of life HD MA - 5
Boss baby HD MA - 4
Bourne legacy 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Bourne Ultimatum 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Bridesmaids HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Broken city HD MA - 5
Brooklyn 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Bullet train 4K MA - 6
Bumblebee 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Burnt HD Vudu - 4
Cabin in the woods 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Call me by your name SD MA - 2
Call of the wild(2020) HD MA - 4
Captain America Civil War 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD GP - 4
Captain America Winter Soldier 4K Itunes(ports) - 6, HD GP - 4
Captain Marvel 4K Itunes(ports) - 6
Captain Phillips HD MA - 4
Cars 3 HD GP - 3
Casino Royale HD Vudu - 4
Catch and release HD MA - 4.50
Chicago HD Itunes/Vudu - 4
The Choice (2016) HD Vudu - 3
Christmas Story 4K MA - 6
Cinderella 1950 4K MA - 7.50
Classic Monsters (Dracula, Frankenstein, Wolfman, Invisible Man) 4K MA - 18
Clerks HD Vudu - 5
Clifford the big red dog 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 5
Close encounters of third kind 4K MA - 7
Coco HD GP - 3
Cold pursuit 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 5
Color Purple (1985) 4K MA - 6
Columbiana HD MA - 5
The Corrupted (2020) HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Crawl 4K Itunes/ HD Vudu - 6
Criminal 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Cruella HD GP - 4
Cult of Chucky HD ITunes(ports) - 5
Curse of Chucky HD MA - 5
Daddy’s home 1,2 HD Vudu - 4 each
The Darkest hour HD MA - 4
Dawn of the planet of apes 4K Itunes (will port) - 5
Deadpool 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Deadpool 2 HD MA - 5
Deepwater horizon 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 5
Descendants SD Itunes(ports) - 2
Desperado HD MA - 5
Despicable Me 1, 2, 3 HD MA - 4 each
Detroit 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Dictator HD Vudu - 4, SD Vudu - 1.50
Die hard HD MA - 4
Dirty Grandpa HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Disney Short films (2015) HD MA - 5
Divergent HD Vudu split - 3
Django unchained HD Vudu - 4
A Dog's purpose HD MA - 4
Don't breathe HD MA - 5
Dora and the lost city of Gold 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Downton Abbey HD MA - 4
Dreamgirls HD Vudu - 4
Dredd (2012) 4k Itunes/vudu - 4
Drive HD MA - 4
The Drop HD MA - 5
Dr Strange 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
The Doorman 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Downsizing HD Vudu - 3
Downton Abbey HD MA - 4
Dracula untold 4K Itunes/HD vudu - 5
Dredd 4K Vudu/Itunes - 4.50
The Duff HD Vudu - 4
Dumbo (1941) HD GP - 5
Dying of the light HD Vudu - 4
Edward scissorhands HD MA - 4
El Chicano HD MA - 4
Elf 4K MA - 6.50
Elysium HD MA - 4
Encanto HD MA - 4, HD GP - 2.50
Ender's game 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Equalizer 1,2 HD MA - 4 each
Equalizer 3 HD MA - 5
Escape plan HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
Eternals 4K MA - 6.50
E.T. 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD MA - 3
Everything everywhere all at once 4K Vudu - 7
Ex Machina HD Vudu - 4
Exorcist Believer HD MA - 4.50
Expendables 2 4k Itunes/hd vudu - 5
Expendables 3 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 4
Fantastic Mr Fox HD MA - 5
Fast and furious 9-movie collection HD MA - 18, 8-movie collection HD MA - 12
The fast and the furious 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
2 fast 2 furious 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Fast and Furious: Tokyo drift 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Fast and Furious (4) 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Fast Five HD MA - 3
Fast and furious 6 ext 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Fate of the furious 4K MA - 5
Fault in our stars 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
Fences 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Ferris Buellers day off 4K Itunes/Vudu - 6
Field of Dreams 4K MA - 6
Finding Dory 4K Itunes(ports) - 6
The Finest Hours HD MA - 5
50 shades of grey HD MA - 4
50 shades darker HD MA - 4
Florence foster jenkins HD Itunes/Vudu - 3
Forrest Gump 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 6
Fox and the hound 2 HD MA - 6
Free guy 4K MA - 6.50, HD GP - 3
Friday 13 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 6
Friday 13th part 2,3 HD Vudu/Itunes - 5 each
Frozen 1 4K Itunes(ports) - 4
Frozen singalong edition HD GP - 4
Fruitvale station HD Vudu - 4
Fury 4K MA - 6, HD MA - 4, SD MA - 2
Gattaca 4K MA - 6
Gemini man 4K Itunes/vudu - 5
Get him to the greek HD MA - 5
Get on Up HD Itunes (ports) - 4
Ghostbusters 2 HD MA - 4
Ghostbusters Answer the call (2016) HD MA - 4
Gifted HD MA - 3
GI Joe: Snake eyes 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5.50
Girl on the train 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 3
Gone baby gone HD Vudu - 4
Good dinosaur 4K Itunes(ports) - 6, HD MA - 4
Gods of Egypt 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 5
Godzilla (1998) 4K MA - 6.50
Gone girl 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Goosebumps HD MA - 5, SD MA - 2
Grand hotel Budapest HD MA - 5
The Greatest showman HD MA - 4
Greatest show on earth HD Itunes/Vudu - 4.50
Great Wall 4K Itunes(ports) HD MA - 4
Grown ups 2 HD MA - 4
Guardians of galaxy 3 HD MA - 6, 4K MA - 8.50
Guardians of Galaxy 1 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD GP - 2
Guilt trip HD Vudu - 3
Hacksaw ridge 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 4
Hail Caesar HD ITunes(ports) - 4
Halloween 2018 HD MA - 4
Hancock 4K MA - 5
Hanna HD Itunes(ports) - 5
Hansel and Gretel Witchunters HD Vudu - 4
Hardcore Henry HD MA - 4
Hateful Eight HD Vudu - 4
Haunting in Venice HD Vudu - 7.50
Heat 4K MA - 4.50
The Heat (Sandra Bullock) HD MA - 4
Hell or high water 4K ITunes - 5
Hell or high water, Wind river, Sicario (3 movie collection) HD Vudu - 6
Hercules (2014) HD Vudu - 3
Here comes the boom HD MA - 4
Hidden figures 4K ITunes(ports) - 5
Highlander 4K Vudu - 5
Hitchcock HD MA - 5
Hobbes and Shaw HD MA - 4
Hocus pocus 4K Itunes(ports) - 6, HD GP - 3
Holdovers HD MA - 8
Holiday Inn HD MA - 4
Home Alone 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Home Alone 2 HD MA - 5
Home again HD MA - 5
Homefront (Jason Statham) HD MA - 4
The Homesman HD Vudu - 4
Hot tub time machine 2 HD ITunes - 4
Hugo 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Hurricane heist 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 5
Hustle and Flow 4K Vudu - 6
The Ides of March HD MA - 5
If I stay 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
I, Frankenstein HD Vudu/Itunes - 3
I know what you did last summer 4K MA - 6
The Impossible HD Vudu - 4
Incredibles 2 4K MA - 6.50, HD GP - 3
Independence day Resurgence 4K Itunes(ports) - 4.50
Independence Day + Independence Day Resurgence HD MA - 6.50
Indiana Jones Last Crusade 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 6
Indiana Jones Raiders of lost ark 4K Itunes/Vudu - 6
Indiana Jones Temple of Doom 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6.50
Indiana Jones Crystal Skull 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 6.50
Inside Llewellyn Davis HD MA - 6
Inside Out HD GP - 3
Insidious Last Key HD MA - 5
Instructions not included HD Vudu - 4
The internship HD MA - 4
Interstellar HD Vudu - 3
The Interview (2014) HD MA - 4
Invisible Man (2020) 4K MA - 6
Iron Man 3 4K Itunes(ports) - 6
Jarhead 2 HD MA - 4
Jason Bourne 4K MA - 4
Jaws 4K MA - 6
Jerry Maguire HD MA - 4
Jingle all the way HD MA - 6
Joe Dirt 2 HD MA - 4
John Henry(Terry Crews) HD Itunes - 4
John Wick 4 4K Vudu /Itunes - 7.50
John Wick 1&2 HD Vudu - 5
John Wick 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5
John Wick 2 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
John Wick 3 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
John wick HD Vudu - 2
Jojo Rabbit 4K MA - 6
Judy 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Jumanji Next Level 4K MA - 6
Jumanji Welcome to the jungle HD MA - 4
The Jungle book (1967) HD GP - 4
Jungle Book (2016) HD MA - 5, GP - 3
Jungle Cruise HD MA - 4
Juno SD Itunes(ports) - 2
Jurassic Park 5-movie collection 4K MA - 18
Jurassic Park 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Jurassic Park 3 4K Itunes(ports) - 5.50
Jurassic world 4K MA - 5
Jurassic World Fallen kingdom HD MA - 4
Katy Perry Part of me HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Kevin Hart What Now? HD Itunes(ports) - 5
Kickass 2 HD MA - 4
Kid who would be king HD MA - 5
Kill the messenger HD Itunes(ports) - 4
King Kong 2005 4K MA - 6
Kingsman (2021) HD GP - 3
Kingsman Secret Service 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Kingsman Golden circle 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Kin 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Knight and Day SD Itunes(ports) - 2
Krampus HD Itunes(ports) - 5
Lala land 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Lara Croft Tomb Raider 4K Vudu/iTunes - 5
The Last Dragon HD MA - 4
The Last Duel 4K MA - 6.50, HD MA - 4
Leprechaun: origins HD Vudu - 4
Les Miserables(2012) 4K Itunes (ports) - 5
Let’s be cops 4K Itunes(will port) - 4
Life of Pi 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Lightyear 4K MA - 6.5O, HD MA - 4
Lilo and stitch 2 HD MA - 6
Lion King (animated) 4K MA - 6.50, HD GP - 3
Lion King (2019) 4K MA - 6
Little mermaid 1989 4K Itunes(ports) - 6, HD GP - 3
Little Rascals save the day HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Little Women SD MA - 2
Logan 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Lone Ranger(Johnny Depp) HD GP - 2.50
Lone survivor 4K ITunes(ports) - 4
Looper SD MA - 2
Lost City 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Love Actually 4K MA - 7
Love Simon HD MA - 4
Lucy 4K Itunes(will port) - 4
Maggie HD Vudu - 4
Magnificent Seven (2016) HD Vudu - 4.50
Major League 4K Vudu - 6.50
Maleficent 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD GP - 3
Maleficent Mistress of Evil 4K ITunes(ports) - 5
Mallrats HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Mamma Mia, here we go again HD MA - 5
Manchester by the sea HD Itunes - 4
The Martian 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Mary poppins HD GP - 3
Mask of Zorro 4K MA - 6
Megamind HD MA - 5.50
M3gan (Megan) HD MA - 4
Megan Leavey HD MA - 3
Men in Black 3 SD MA - 1.50
Metalocalypse Army of Doomstar HD MA - 5
Mickey's Christmas Carol HD MA - 5
Midway (2019) 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Mile 22 4K Itunes - 4
A million ways to die in West HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Minions 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 5
Mission Impossible 4,6 4K Itunes - 5
Mission Impossible 5 4K Vudu - 5
Mission Impossible 2,3 HD Vudu - 4 each
Moana HD GP - 3
Mocking Jay Part 2 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Monster high 13 wishes HD Itunes(ports) - 5
Moonfall 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5.50
Moonlight HD Vudu - 5
Mortdecai HD Vudu - 4
A Most Wanted Man HD Vudu - 4
Mother (2017) 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
Mountain between us 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Ms Peregrine's home for peculiar children 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 5
Mud HD Vudu - 4
Mulan (animated) 4K Itunes(ports) - 7
Mulan 2 HD MA - 6
Mummy Trilogy (Mummy, Mummy Returns, Tomb of Dragon Emperor) HD MA - 10
Mummy(1999) 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 3
Mummy (2017) HD MA - 3
Mummy returns HD MA - 4, 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Mummy Tomb of Dragon emperor 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Muppets most wanted HD MA - 6.50
Murder on Orient Express (2017) HD MA - 4
My big fat Greek wedding 2 HD Itunes(ports) - 4
My girl 4K MA - 5
Need for Speed HD GP - 4
Neighbors HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Night at Museum 3-movies HD MA - 12
Night at Museum Secret of tomb 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Noah HD Itunes/Vudu - 4
Northman 4K MA - 6
No time to die 4K Itunes - 4
Now you see me HD Vudu - 3
Nurse HD Vudu - 5
Nutcracker and the four realms HD GP - 5
Oblivion 4K Itunes(will port) - 5
Oceans 11 4K MA - 6.50
Office christmas party 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Once upon a time in Hollywood HD MA - 4, 4K MA - 6
Onward HD GP - 3
Ouija HD MA - 4
Overlord 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Oz the great and powerful HD MA - 3
Paddington HD Vudu - 4
Pain and gain HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Parasite 4K MA - 6.50
Passion of Christ HD MA - 8
Past Lives HD Vudu - 8
Patriot games 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Patriots Day 4K Itunes/Vudu - 6
Paul HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Paranormal activity HD Itunes/Vudu - 5
Paranormal activity 3 HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Passengers HD MA - 4.50
Paterson HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Penguins of Madagascar HD MA - 5
Percy Jackson Sea of monsters HD MA - 5
Perfect guy HD MA - 4
Perks of being a wallflower HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Pet Sematary 4K ITunes/HD Vudu - 5
Peter Pan (1953) HD MA - 6
Pete's Dragon HD GP - 4
Pirate Fairy (Disney) HD MA - 5
Pitch perfect 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
Pitch perfect 2 4K Itunes(ports) - 4
Planes HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Pocahontas HD MA - 6
Poor Things HD MA - 7
Power Rangers (Saban's) 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Precious cargo(Bruce Willis) SD Vudu - 2
The predator (2018) HD MA - 4
Premium rush SD MA - 2
Pride prejudice and zombies 4K MA - 6.5O, HD MA - 5
Prometheus HD MA - 4
Promising young woman HD MA - 5
Protege 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5
Pulp fiction 4K Itunes - 5
Pulp fiction HD Vudu - 4
The Purge HD MA - 4
Purge Election year 4K Itunes/HD MA - 4
A Quiet Place 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
The Raid Redemption SD MA - 1.50
Ralph breaks the internet 4K MA - 6
Rambo Last blood 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Raya and the last dragon HD MA - 5
Red 2 HD Vudu - 3
Renfield HD MA - 5
Reservoir Dogs 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Resident Evil retribution HD MA - 4
Respect 4K Itunes - 4
Ride along HD MA - 4
Ride along 2 HD MA - 4
Rise of the guardians HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Robin Hood (1973) HD MA - 6
Robocop (2014) HD Vudu - 3
Rocketman 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Roman Holiday 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Roman Israel Esq SD MA - 2
Ron's gone wrong HD GP split - 3
Room HD Vudu - 5
Rules don't apply HD MA - 5
Safe (Statham) HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Saving Private Ryan 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6.50
Sausage party HD MA - 5
Saw 8- movies HD Vudu - 12
Scary Stories to tell in the dark 4K Itunes/ Vudu - 5
Scent of woman HD MA - 4
Schindler's list HD MA - 4
Scorpion King 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Secret in their eyes HD MA - 4
Selma HD Vudu/Itunes - 3
Seventh Son HD Itunes(ports) - 3.50
The Shallows HD MA - 4
Shaun of the Dead HD MA - 3
Shrek 3 HD MA - 4
Sicario 4K Itunes/Vudu - 4
Sicario 2 Day of soldado SD MA - 2
Silver Linings Playbook HD Vudu - 4
A Simple Favor 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 6.50
Sinister HD Itunes - 4
Sisters unrated HD MA - 4
Skyfall HD Vudu - 3
Sleeping beauty HD GP - 3.50
Sleepy Hollow 4K Vudu - 6
Snatched 4K Itunes(will port) - 4
Snitch HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
Snow White and the seven dwarves HD GP - 4
Snow White and huntsman HD MA - 4
Sonic the hedgehog 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 6
Soul 4K MA - 6.50, HD MA - 4
Spartacus HD MA - 3
The Spectacular Now SD Vudu - 2
Spectre 4K Itunes - 6
Spiderman Into the spiderverse 4K MA - 8
Spiderman homecoming HD MA - 3
Spiderman No way home HD MA - 3
Spiderman 3 HD MA - 4
Split 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD MA - 4
Spoiler alert HD MA - 5
Spongebob sponge out of water HD Itunes - 5
Spotlight HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Step up all in HD Vudu - 3
Star Trek Into Darkness HD Vudu - 2.50
Star Trek Beyond 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Star Wars New Hope HD GP - 5
Star Wars Return of jedi HD GP - 5
Star Wars Empire strikes back 4K MA - 8.50
Star Wars Last Jedi 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Star Wars Rise of Skywalker 4K ITunes(ports) - 5 , HD GP - 3
Star Wars Rogue one 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Star Wars Solo HD GP - 3
Star Wars the Force Awakens 4K ITunes(will port) - 4
Stillwater (2021) HD MA - 5
The Sting HD MA - 3
Straight out of Compton HD MA - 4
Strange World HD GP - 4
Stripes 4K MA - 5
Suburbicon HD Vudu - 3
Super 8 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Taken 2 HD MA - 4
Taken 3 HD MA - 4
Talk to me 4K Vudu - 7
Ted HD MA - 4
Ted 2 unrated HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014) 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 4
Terminator Genisys 4K ITunes /HD Vudu - 4
Think like a man HD MA - 4
This is the end HD MA - 4
This is 40 HD Itunes(ports) - 3
Thor Love and Thunder HD MA - 4, HD GP - 3
Thor Ragnarok 4K MA - 6, HD GP - 2
Thor Dark World 4K Itunes - 6, HD GP - 3
Tinker Bell Legend of Neverbeast HD MA - 5
Titanic 4K Itunes / HD Vudu - 5
To sir with love 4K MA - 4.50
Top Gun 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
Total recall (2012) SD MA - 2
Tower heist HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Toy Story 4K MA - 6.50
Toy Story 4 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Toy Story 1,4 HD GP - 3 each
Transformers Rise of beasts 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Transformers 3 Dark of moon 4K Itunes / HD vudu - 4
Transformers 4 Age of extinction 4K Itunes / HD vudu - 4
Transformers 5 Last knight 4K Itunes/ vudu - 4
The Turning (2020) HD MA - 4.50
Turning Red HD MA - 4, 4K MA - 6.50
Under the skin HD Vudu - 4
The Untouchables 4K Vudu/ITunes - 6.50
Venom 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 4
Venom 2 let there be carnage SD MA - 2
Vertigo HD MA - 3.50
Vice (Bruce Willis) HD Vudu - 4
The Visit HD MA - 5
Wanted HD Itunes(ports) - 5
War and Peace (Audrey Hepburn) HD Itunes/Vudu - 5
War for the planet of apes 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Warcraft 4K Itunes(ports) - 4
Warm bodies 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5, SD Vudu - 1
Werewolf the beast among us HD MA - 4
West Side Story HD MA - 4, HD GP - 2.50
The Witch(A24) HD Vudu - 4
Who framed Roger Rabbit? 4K MA - 6.50
Why him? 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
Wolf of wall street 4K Itunes /Vudu - 5
Wolverine HD MA - 5
Wonder 4K ITunes/HD Vudu - 5
World war Z 4K Itunes/ HD Vudu - 5
A wrinkle in time 4K MA - 5
X Men (2000) HD MA - 5
X Men First Class 4K Itunes(ports) - 7
X Men Days of future past 4K Itunes(will port) - 5, Rogue Cut 4K - 8.50
Young Guns 4K Vudu - 6.50
Zero dark thirty HD MA - 4
Zootopia HD MA - 4
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TV shows:
Barry S1 HD ITunes - 7
Big little lies S1 HD Itunes - 7
Black Sails S3 HD Vudu - 7
Boardwalk Empire S4 HD Itunes - 7
Game of Thrones S5 HD Itunes - 7
House of Cards S3 HD Vudu - 8
Masters of Sex S1 HD Vudu - 6
Nurse Jackie S6 HD Vudu - 8
Silicon Valley S5 HD GP - 6, S3 HD Itunes - 8
Strike Back S1 HD GP - 7
Succession S1 HD ITunes - 7
Veep S2 HD GP - 5
The Walking Dead S5 HD Vudu - 5
. .
Sony Pictures Movies Anywhere reward - 4, current options:
4K __ Hancock
4K __ My Girl
4K __ Stripes
HD__ Blob
HD__ Blue Thunder
HD__ Born Yesterday (1950)
HD__ Bye Bye Birdie (1963)
HD__ Guess Who
HD__ Stir Crazy
HD__ Untraceable
. Universal Pictures Movies Anywhere reward - 3 , current options:
Agnes Brown
Antz
Backdraft 2 (4K)
Being Frank
Black Christmas (4K)
A Dog's Purpose (4K)
Don't Let Go
Final Account
Kicks
Loving
Raw
The Sparks Brothers (4K) .
A Dog's Journey HD
Brewster's Millions
Bring It On Again
Bulletproof
Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant
Contraband
Crooklyn
Drop Dead Fred
Everest 4K
Idlewild
Last Christmas 4K
The Visit
Wanted
Paypal, Venmo, other ok. All rewards/points assume to be redeemed
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2024.05.01 00:28 Aurin316 Death Machine - one of those ironic nicknames

Not a rottie owner but love the story about our friend’s sadly departed rottie we dogsat for.
I nicknamed him Death Machine because of his friendly and calm demeanor. He slept like a cat, upwards of 10 hours a day.
First floor apartment in queens and our friends would often come right in without knocking. Death Machine would open one eye, gauge our reaction to the new people in the apartment, and then go back to sleep. Not exactly a strong protective instinct.
My wife is the disciplinarian in the family. The dog figured that out and would go to me when he was being mischievous.
Here’s where I really fell in love with the rascal. I was making chicken liver mousse and served him a raw chicken liver. He picked up a towel and hid the offending morsel under it. He did accept it happily when I fried it in butter for him.
So finally the mousse was finished and I ran my finger along the bowl and said “sit… sit… good boy…” and like an idiot I offered my finger to the dog. If he wasn’t being careful he could have taken my index finger off in one chomp. Instead he got my finger really wet and spitty but nary a tooth touched my skin. I just stood there thinking “man, am I an idiot.” He got more on a paper plate for being such a good gentle boy.
So yeah my firsthand experiences with rottie s have been less Kujo and more Marmaduke.
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2024.04.30 19:55 Lord_Long_Rod “I Kept Hearing Voices in the Woods”

“Well, Sir, it wuz, ohhhhhhh ... bout 1985, I reckon it were. I wuz jest gettin back to the house after a long night of runnin shine at the old still site. A bunch of weird shit went on that night. It wuz like I kept a’hearin voices in the woods. Now, I ain’t speaking bout no human voices. Nor am I speaking Sasquatch voices. They wuz high squeaky voices, and creepy and sech. I got the impression they wuz tryin to call me off into the woods. Of course, I had a haid full of acid during my shine run, so I didn’t really pay the voices no mind. But still, there wuz sumthang bout these here voices. They twernt the usual voices I wuld hear.”
“So, I git back to the house. I decided to relax a bit before bed. I warmed me up a leftover Sasquatch burger to eat. Then I kicked back in my Lazy-Boy that I stole, and scorched a fat doob while I watched “Anal Intruder 14” (My favorite of the series) on VHS. Then there wuz a knock at my door. ‘Goddamn it!!’, I thought, ‘Who’s knocking on my door at 7am in the morn?!?’”
“When I opened the damn door I found old Sheriff standing thar. I sed ‘Goddamn it, you fat sumbitch! What the fuck are you doing bothering me this early in the morning?!?’ Sheriff sed ‘Look, Roy, I know it’s early, but I am here on official business. Old Mrs. Miller called. Her old man, old “Big Cock from Talking Rock” didn’t come home last night. He went out coon hunting near here but didn’t show up for breakfast. Have you seen him?’ I told Sheriff I ain’t seen shit, then shut the door. But old Sheriff stuck his foot inside the door jam to keep me from closing my door.”
“I gave old Sheriff a look like I wuz pissed, and I wuz. Then he put up his hand and sed ‘Roy, please?’ I could see that the sumbitch wuz troubled, so I sed ‘Well shit, you may as well come on inside and tell me about it.’ “
“Sheriff sat down on the couch while I sat back down in my Lazy-Boy. Sheriff asked ‘Is that one of them Lazy-Boy recliners? Man, they sure is comfortable. I used to have one, but some sumbitch broke into my house recently and stole mine. I sure would like to catch that miscreant!’ I looked at Sheriff and sed ‘Prolly darkies. They will steal everything not nailed down.’ ‘Yep’, agreed Sheriff.”
“I asked ‘What’s troubling ya, Sheriff?’ Sheriff sighed, then started in. ‘Well, Roy, Mrs. Miller told me some troubling things, and ... uh, Roy, could you put your dick away while we talk?’ I asked Sheriff if he wanted me to turn off “Anal Intruder 14” too, and he said he did. So I shut off my Zenith and put my thumpin stick away.
“Sheriff continued, ‘Mrs. Miller claims old Big Cock has been talking all crazy, about hearing malevolent voices in the woods at night. He even said he saw some little green men and that they were the source of the voices. Roy, I don’t want to tell you this, but old Big Cock thought these little green fellas meant to kill him.’
“Then Sheriff sed ‘Roy? ROY!!!’ I had nodded off, so I made Sheriff repeat hisself. When he finished he asked, ‘Well, what do ya think, Roy?’ I held up two fangers and sed ‘Two thangs, Sheriff. First, you need to stop assuming that I give a fuck about your shit. You need to pull up yer big girl panties and do yer goddamn job. I ain’t yer fucking daddy. Two, I like old Big Cock, so instead of giving you the ass whuppin you deserve, I is gonna hep ya.’”
“Then I asked, ‘Sheriff, you ever heard talk of the Pukwudgie?’ Sheriff thought fer a moment, rubbing his chin and narrowing his eyes. I then sed to Sheriff ‘You don’t know what the fuck a Pukwudgie is, dumbass. Quit acting like you is trying to think.’ ‘Sorry Roy’, sed the Sheriff. I retorted, ‘Yep, you IS a sorry sumbitch.’”
“By this point I’d had enough of this shit-head, so I pulled out my lil old Sig P226 outa my conceal holster I have sewn into my taint and pointed it right at Sheriff’s head. Sheriff’s eyes grew bigger than 2 dinner plates. He starts crying out ‘ROY? NOOOOOOO!!!!!! BIG COCK!!!!!! REMEMBER???? BIG COCK!!!!!!’ Then I thought about “Old Big Cock From Talking Rock”. I lowered my pistol.”
“Old Big Cock and I met in Vietnam, during the war. I wuz at this here whore house called “The Slanted Crack”, jest a bangin away on sum sweet, young thang when I heard a voice from behind me say ‘She’s dead’. I thought ‘What the fuck?’, but kept on pounding that gook. Then the voice sed ‘Dude, I told you, that chick is dead.’ I turned around and thar stood Old Big Cock From Table Rock.”
“I sed ‘What the fuck is you talking about, GI?’ That’s when BC walked up and sed ‘Yeah, dude, I fucked that bitch. Then I shot her in the top of her head.’ I looked down at the bitch. I guessed it made sense because she was not really participating. I looked back up at BC and asked him why he shot the bitch. BC sed, ‘Well, I figured that she just fucked me, so I owed her a fucking, so BOOM!! Yer fucked! Heh heh heh!!!’ After that, BC and I hung tight.”
“Eventually we got separated, as I got assigned to a unit sent into Cambodia to do sum nasty business. BC and I lost touch. Then, low and behold, I ran into him after the war at the feed store whar I wuz buyin sum corn fer a batch of shine. He jest happened to move into town fer sum white-bread job. By then he already got him a wife and family and turned to God.”
“Of course, old BC could not reconcile his newfound belief structure with my Satanic worship, shine runnin, whorin, and racist-terrorism lifestyle, so we did not really hang anymore. Of course, it wuz that old whore he married that got him on the straight and narrow. The old BC I remember from Nam wuz all about banging slanty eyes, knifing Cong, and blowing up children’s hospitals. He shore had changed.”
“But I do not begrudge BC a good family life. It ain’t fer ME, mind ya. But that damn war changed a lot of folks. If’n family is what BC needed, then so be it. I would still run into old BC in town from time to time. We wuz both friendly, and genuinely glad to see one another. But ever time I brung up the war he just got quiet and sed he didn’t want to talk about it.”
“Now, sir, I reckon most folks who wuz in Nam try to ferget. I cannot blame ‘em. It ‘twas pure hell. But yer old Roy has sum pretty good coping mechanisms, so it did not get on top of me like it did sum fellers. Fact is, and I am not ashamed to admit it, I had me a fucking blast in Nam! I got to hang out of choppers, firing machine guns at those little fuckers on the ground. There wuz non-stop whoring and fighting. Fer a poor old southern country boy from the hills, it was goddamn exciting!!”
“But I still got a soft spot fer old BC. We had us sum good times together, we did. There wuz this one time we stopped a caravan of trucks on this little mule path of a road in the jungle. We figured they may be moving soldiers and weapons to the enemy, so we stopped it. BC went to check on the cargo in the first truck. He radioed to us and sed ‘Well, they ain’t exactly Cong’. But due to the shitty radio BC wuz a’carryin, we only heard ‘EXACTLY ... CONG’. So we stormed the caravan and shot ever living thang in them trucks. We lit ‘em up!!”
“Turned out it wuz a caravan of local kids being bussed to a school. Whoops!! The CO blamed BC, who blamed his radio. 33 Vietnamese kids snuffed, and all because of a misunderstanding. Ha ha ha ha!!! The CO let BC off the hook. He was happy that these little fuckers now would not have a chance to grow up and shoot back at us. Shit like this kind of gave Old Big Cock a conscience, I thinks.”
“There wuz this other time in Nam when sum us guys got sent to a native hospital to vaccinate sum thar little kids. Old BC and I decided to have us sum fun. Whilst all them lil gooks wuz in the tent getting thar shots, we lit up sum firecrackers and tossed them in the tent. Well, Sir, one them grown-up gooks had a gun. He apparently mistook the firecrackers fer gunshots, so he showed his jammy.”
“That did not go over well with our GIs in the tent. The boys standing guard opened fire on the grown-up gook with their M-16s, taking out 5-6 kids in addition to their intended target. We all know them thar little gooks are sumtimes booby trapped with explosives. Not wanting to take any chances, I grabbed my M-16, stepped into the tent, and yelled ‘BOMB!!’ At that point, everyone opened fire!!”
“Well, once we got dun stacking up all the dead gook kids, we realized there wuz no bomb. The CO called me over and demanded to know why I screamed ‘bomb’. He screamed at me, ‘YOU COCKSUCKING HILLBILLY F#GGOT SON OF A BITCH!! DID YOU EVEN SEE A BOMB?’ I sed ‘No Sir!’. He continued, ‘THEN WHY IN THE HELL DID YOU YELL “BOMB” AND GET ALL THESE CHILDREN KILLED?’ I replied, ‘Sir, them lil swarthy gooks are always booby trapping thar kids. I figured it would save the lives of our good old American boys if’n we jest cut to the chase and eliminate the threat altogether, Sir.’”
“The CO thought a moment, the sed ‘GOOD THINKING, SOLDIER! GOOD THINKING!!! KEEP IT UP!’, then he patted me on the shoulder and that wuz the last I heard of it. I found old BC sitting on the ground holding one them dead gooks. He had tears streaming down his face.”
“I sed, ‘Goddamn, BC, you look like you is due fer the Thorazine Tent. The fuck is wrong with you?’ Old BC picked up a little severed leg and a little severed arm that apparently belonged to the mini gook he wuz a’holdin. With tears coming out of his eyes, Old Big Cock whimpered ‘I can’t put him back together. I can’t put him back together. I can’t put him back together. I CAN’T PUT HIM BACK TOGETHER!!! I CAN’T PUT HIM BACK TOGETHER!!!!!!’ “
“I sed to myself ‘Yikes! This sumbitch has snapped!’ I took old BC’s guns, then had a word with the CO about Big Cock’s condition. The CO told me ‘BASH THAT SICK FUCKER OVER THE HEAD, TIE HIM UP, AND THROW HIM IN THE BACK OF THE TRUCK. WE’LL SHIP HIM OFF FOR EVALUATION LATER. NOW, LET’S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE. MOVE! MOVE!! MOVE!! MOVE!! MOVE!! MOVE!!”
“That wuz the last I saw of BC until he showed up here in town. He got shipped off to the funny farm hospital. But they wouldn’t send him home. They had him pushing a broom and cuttin taters and sech, just no combat and no guns.”
“After reminiscing, I looked at old Sheriff and sed, ‘I reckon I need to see what I can do fer old Big Cock. Whar the fuck his old lady at? I need to talk to her. Sheriff asked ‘Do ya think that’s a good idea, Roy? She’s real tore up.’ I picked up the carved stone ash tray on the table next to my chair and slung it hard at Sheriff’s head. THUMP!!!! It gave him a nice, bloody gash in his forehead. Sheriff let out a howl, ‘OHHHHHHHHH!!! Goddamn, Roy! That hurts! Why did you do that?’ I sed ‘Don’t ever question me, snot-head. Now shut the fuck up and let’s go see BC’s bitch.’”
“It took us about an hour to get to BC’s house. It twere jest an average looking, white bread house. The lawn was manicured, there were a white picket fence, and 2 little statues of a couple nicely dressed negro fellers in the front yard. As Sheriff knocked on the front door, I whipped out my cock to take a piss off the porch. Sheriff musta heard the tinkling sound cuz he turned and sed ‘Roy!! What are you doing?!? STOP THAT!’ With my right hand, I gave him a stern back-handed bitch slap across his fat face. WHAPPP!!!! Then I sed ‘Shut up.’ About that time the door opened.”
“Old Mrs. Miller opened the door just as I wuz putting my cock back in my pants. Sheriff sed ‘Hello Mrs. Miller. I brought along an old friend of your husband, Roy. He lives back up in Sasquatch Hollar, near where John had been coon hunting.” Mrs. Miller sed ‘Yes, I know Roy. He was in the service with my John, in Vietnam.’ The little woman wuz not too fond of me cuz soon after they moved to town I picked up BC one afternoon, got him all coked up and ended up crashing his BMW into Bigfoot River with a dead stripper in the trunk.”
“I sed ‘Why hello there, Mrs. Miller. Sheriff here has been telling me about your husband and his problems. I came to see if’n I can help.’ Despite her feelings about me, she seemed genuinely glad I wuz here. We went inside the house and sat down. Mrs. Miller served us coffee, then we started talking.”
“Just like Sheriff has told me, old Big Cock had been acting funny lately. He started acting paranoid and talking about little green men in the woods. They wuz whispering to him in the dark woods and beckoning him to follow, though he never did. His wife sed she tried to keep him at home, but that BC sed they were calling him and he had to go; he had to find out what they wanted. He had to follow them. Clearly his wife was really concerned, but it sounds like there wuz nothing she could do to stop him from returning to those dark woods to try and break the spell they had on him.”
“Sheriff then told Mrs. Miller that I wuz an ex-commando and that I specialized in paranormal occurrences and investigations. The poor, desperate old lady looked to me with big, doe eyes hoping that I had something to say that would ease her mind, and maybe help find her beloved man. Mrs. Miller gently asked me, ‘Roy, do you think John is still ... alive?’”
“I replied, ‘Fuck no. That sumbitch is dead as hell.’ Poor Mrs. Miller went to crying hysterically. Sheriff scolded me fer being blunt with the woman. When he got her settled down she asked me what I knew of what happened. I guess I owed the old woman an explanation.”
“So I sed, ‘Look, I don’t know fer sure if old Big Cock is still alive or not ...’ Then Mrs. Miller interrupted me, saying ‘...John. Please call him John.’ I said ok. Then I continued, ‘The thang is that from everthang you and Sheriff been telling me, this is a case of the Pukwudgie.’”
“Mrs. Miller did not understand. So I explained to her that the Pukwudgie, or the little people, are small, green demonic people that live in the woods. They hate humans, and try to lure them to their deaths. Mrs. Miller looked terribly shocked. She asked ‘Are these things... these Pukwudgie, are they ... REAL?’ I sed ‘Shit yeah, they is real, woman. I seen ‘em. Best thang to do is to ignore ‘em. Well, that, and shoot the little bastards.’”
“I continued, ‘Yessir, I have seen those little peckers. You will be out thar in the deep, dark woods, runnin shine, or huntin, er fishin, or performing some Satanic magic, then you start hearing talking. It starts out real low. It sounds like a conversation between 2 or more of them, but you cannot understand them because they is speaking so fast.’”
“I went on, ‘Then, all a sudden, they call out yer name. That’s when shit starts gettin REALLY creepy. They get yer attention and then they call you to them. They will show themselves to ya if you follow their call. They is sum ugly motherfuckers too. They stand about 3 feet tall and look like little green trolls. Then, once you have contact with them, they try to lead you off into the woods. Some say that they want to lead you off so they can kill ya. I guess they ambush ya er sumthang. When I see one I usually pull my pistol and blow their heads to bits. It explodes like a cantaloupe, but it splatters this green goo.’”
“Mrs. Miller asked, ‘So, you have never followed on of these ...Pukwudgie... off into the woods?’ I sed ‘Hell no. I kill the little fuckers. BUT, they been known to get inside yer head and put a spell on you to whar ya can’t resist thar call. In that case, they lead ya off into the woods and you are never seen er heard from again ... ever.’”
“I know this wuz troubling news for Mrs. Miller, but she needed to hear the truth. After a few moments of silence, Mrs Miller asked if I would go to the woods where Big Cock went coon hunting and see if I could either find him or find his body and return it to her fer a proper Christian burial.”
“I sed ‘Look, I like Old Big Cock....uh, I mean, John. But if the Pukwudgie got him, then there prolly won’t be no sign left. They would drag him off into some underground lair.’ Then Mrs. Miller pleaded with me. She sed ‘Look, we don’t have a lot of money, but I could pay you. How about ... $5,000.00? I just got to know.’ I still wuz not eager to go about fucking with them thar sneaky little critters. But Mrs. Miller wuz getting real desperate. I wuz feeling sorta sorry fer her. I also felt some sense of duty to Big Cock, a fellow soldier.”
“I came to a conclusion. I sed ‘Ok, Mrs Miller, I will do it. I will try to find yer husband, or at least what happened to him out thar, but on 2 conditions.’ Mrs. Miller eagerly nodded. I continued, ‘First, you pays me my $5k up front, as in now.’ She sed ‘Done. I have the cash upstairs. What is the second condition?’”
“I sed ‘The second condition is that you go into that kitchen over thar, drop your drawers and bend over the table so I can fuck ya.’ Mrs. Miller’s face sank, and tears started rolling down her face. Softly she spoke, ‘John always said you are an evil man, Roy. He said you do not know the Lord. He said you did horrible things in Vietnam. Now I believe him.”
“As Mrs. Miller is talking I glance at my watch. Goddamn, it wuz noon already and I still ain’t got no sleep after last night’s shine run. Then I remembered the voices. I heard them motherfuckers last night at the Still site!”
“I butted Into Mrs. Miller’s evangelical bullshit and sed ‘I know whar they is! Those Pukwudgie were calling me last night at my Still site, which was when Old Big Cock went missing in the same general area. I thought I wuz jest high - and I wuz - but those were the weird, outa the ordinary voices I heard.’ Now I had Mrs. Miller’s attention. Even old Sheriff wuz on the edge of his seat.”
“Mrs Miller excitedly asked me would I go get her husband. She sed ‘Oh, sweet Jesus, Roy, you KNOW where he is. Will you go? Will you please go?’ I sed ‘Yep, I’ll go, and I will kill ever last one of then Pukwudgie critters. If John is thar, I will git him.’”
“Then I sed, ‘Mrs. Miller, ya’ll don’t got to pay me none. Old Big Cock is my friend. So you can keep yer money.’ She nodded, with hope in her eyes. Then I sed ‘Now git yer ass in the kitchen.’ She looked stunned. I sed, ‘Bitch, I may be not gonna charge ya, but I is still gonna fuck ya. So git in that thar kitchen and git yer britches off! The longer you take, the longer it will take me to find Old Big Cock!!’ She sheepishly did as she was told.”
“After I nutted in Mrs. Miller’s cooter, I told Sheriff to give me the keys to his police cruiser. He sed ‘Roy, you know I can’t do that.’ Then BAMMM!!!! I punched that prick right in the throat. He went down like a sack of taters. As he was lying there, desperately gasping fer breath, I fished his car keys out of his pocket and took his pistol. Then I walked out the door, leaving Sheriff writhing on the floor, and Mrs. Miller lying in fetal position and sobbing on the kitchen floor. I checked Sheriff’s pistol. It was a .380. I stopped in my tracks and sed ‘This is f#ggot shit!!’, then tossed the cheap, pussy gun on Mrs. Miller’s front lawn. I got into Sheriff’s car and then headed back to Sasquatch Hollar. I figured I would get me sum real firepower and then go kill sum Pukwudgie. On the drive I wondered how those little critters would taste grilled.”
“So I got back home and prepared to do my loadout. Fer you f#ggot-homosexuals out thar, that means getting reddy fer battle. I went into the house and the first thang I did wuz put on some fightin’ music on my music player. I chose some Dying Fetus, which be sum extreme deth metal. I stuck the CD in the player then cranked that sumbitch loud enuff old Satan hisself had to cover his ears. I wanted to get inta the mood, if’n ya knows what I mean. Next wuz my vest. It is a Russian tactical belt/vest I pulled off a dead commie bastard. I fucking hate commies! Then come the blades: 2 ProTech Godfather switchum blades and a big old Kabar. Finally, it wuz time fer the guns.”
“But before I could do my gun load-out, I had to change CDs to enhance my mood. I took out the Dying Fetus and replaced it with Goatwhore, cranked so fucking loud that even the angels above will have debilitating tinnitus. Then came the guns.”
“Them Pukwudgies are little and sneaky. I am gonna need a shotgun fer this hunt. But I also want shell capacity. So I went to my safe and pulled out my Saiga 12. I loaded some drums with 3” magnums in double-ought buckshot. This setup will literally shred them little munchkins to pieces.”
“Next came my backup weapon. Since we weren’t talking bout anything big, I pulled out my Sig M400 AR-15. It wuz already loaded wit a 60 round mag. I grabbed me 5 more loaded 60s, all green tips. Next wuz my sidearm. Again, small pussy targets. I had the PERFECT choice: My FN Five-seveN! I put that sumbitch in a holster and on my gun belt, with 2 extra 20 round mags. Those 5.7s will gut the little monsters.”
“Now fer my backup handgun. I chose my CZ75 SP-01. My particular one had 18+1 capacity. I just stuck this fucker and 2 extra mags in my belt, privateer style! Finally, jest fer Insurance, I got out my Kimber micro-9s. These are basically pocket guns of last resort. I sticks em in my overalls’ front pockets.”
“Then came the piece-de-la-resistance: My Ruger Super Redhawk revolver chambered fer .480 cartridges and with an 8 inch barrel. This wuz my true LAST RESORT CCW piece. I pulled down my drawers and inserted this big beautiful bastard right up my ass, barrel first, fer Deep Concealed Carry. I let the handle stay on the outside and fit it snug up into my taint. Then I put my draws back on and suited up.”
“I headed straight fer my still site. By now it wuz 3 pm. Them lil fuck-faces won’t come out until after dark. Like I dun sed, I ain’t been to sleep. So I thought, fuck it, I’ll lean up agin one these old hardwood trees and gits me sum shut eye while waitin fer dark.”
“I woke up just as the sun wuz settin, feeling this sharp pain in my nethers. I looked down and found a squirrel chewing on my nuts! I snatched that motherfucker up by its neck and sed ‘You mangy sumbitch!’, then SNAP!!!! I broke its neck. I then built myself a fire and skinned and gutted the critter. He wuz gonna be my dinner!”
“As I went about my business I wondered how my balls had flopped outa my overalls. I knew Pukwudgie were in the area. I also knew something else bout these buggers....something I didn’t tell Mrs. Miller. These Pukwudgie are sexual deviants who will molest ya. Ya see, I thought I wuz safe till dark. But I wuz wrong. Those fuckers were already out and about. Most likely I had one or more watching me this very moment!”
“Well, I roasted the squirrel then ate it, washing it down with shine from my tactical flask that says “BIGFOOT SLAYER!” on it. I stayed real still and as motionless as possible while I ate, like I had no idea I wuz being watched. I could hear that little bastard tip-toeing around me in the woods. That ball-fondling dwarf Pukwudgie f#ggot!”
“What struck me as odd is why these little motherfuckers chose jest now to show up here. I’m out in these here wood all the time, but have not seen ‘em in a long time. Hmmmmm ...”
“Then came the speaking, the odd, indecipherable language. I laid back agin a tree and closed my eyes. Eventually the midget-speak wore down. Then it got quiet. It wuz too quiet, in fact. Then, as if someone was right up at my ear whispering forcefully, I heard ‘ROY!!’ I sprang to attention, scairt shitless. Even though I wuz expecting it, it wuz still a fucking shock.”
“I started creeping around, outside of the light of the fire. It wuz blacker than a nigg*r out in these here woods. By now it was a quarter to 8. Then I heard the voice again. It sed ‘ROY!’ It was clearly from one of them Pukwudgies. You can always tell them, as they sound like Muppets on acid. I moved toward the direction of the voice.”
“I pushed through sum heavy brush and briars, then came out into a little opening. Thar it wuz. Right in front of me wuz one of these little leprechaun motherfuckers. It wuz green and seemed to glow slightly. It wuz sneering at me, then sed ‘Come, this way, Roy’, as it motioned me toward a path into the dark woods. I figured I ought not kill it cuz I need info on Old Big Cock. Of course, that did not mean I could not cripple it.”
“I snapped up my scatter gun and fired ...BOOM!! I shot the lil puppet monster below it’s waste, completely shredding its little legs with the buck shot. I walked over and stood over it as it wuz writhing in pain. Then the craziest dang thang happened: it opened its eyes, looked up at me and started talking. Now, one may think these Pukwudgie would start casting evil spells and shit when cornered. But this one wuz different.”
“The Pukwudgie looked up at me and sed ‘Why did you blow off my legs, you sick motherfucker?’ I told the critter to watch its mouth or I would blow that off too. But the wounded Pukwudgie kept on, saying ‘I can’t even walk now, you stupid fucking hick! Couldn’t you have found a goat to fuck tonight so you would not have to be out here turning my legs into shredded wheat, you ass-eating cock-sucker?’ I wuz a little taken back by its language.”
“I then stepped on the little prick’s lame legs and put all my force on them. The Pukwudgie let out a powerful scream of pain. Then I asked it about Old Big Cock. We went round and round, with the munchkin not giving up any intel. So I settled on a course of action. BLAMMMM!!! Another blast from my scattergun and this little twat no longer had a head.”
“I looked around what wuz left of it. He had sum funny looking leprechaun clothing on. Honestly, it wuz dressed like one of them thar Canadian figure skater homos. I searched the pockets and pulled out a wad of paper. It be nuthin but trash it had picked up and stuffed into its pockets. What an asshole.”
“So thar I wuz, in the middle of the dark woods with a dismembered Pukwudgie. My only lead is dead. But afore I tossed all that wadded up paper from the critter’s pocket, sumthang caught my eye. It wuz sumthang hard and metallic. I cut my sure-fire flashlighter on. It wuz sum motherfucking dog tags, like what ever soldier is issued. I looked closely. What I dun read from those tags almost made me shit a brick. The name on the tag was ‘John Miller’. SHIT!!! These are Old Big Cock’s dog tags! That creepy little varmint jacked these dog tags from BC!!”
“Then all hell broke loose. There came a huge commotion from all around me. Several of those little Pygmy voices were chanting ‘Roy, Roy, Roy, Roy...’ I had a bad feeling about this. Then, all at once, they charged me, from all sides. Turned out thar were five of them Pukwudgies, and they were coming at me and carrying little weapons.”
“I just tore into sum hysterical laughing at the sight. They wuz just cuter than fuck!! They wuz like puppets carrying toy swords, and sticks and sech. It wuz hilarious! All five of em stopped within a couple feet of me, perplexed by my uncontrollable laughing. They jest stood around me and looking at each other. Apparently they had never seen sech a sight. Most of thar victims turn and high-tail it in terror. But I didn’t. Finally, one of the Pukwudgies spoke.”
“This real little one looked like he wuz dressed up to be a riverboat card dealer and he carried a sharpened stick. Speaking to me in a voice that sounded like Grover from Sesame Street, it sed ‘Roy, you do not run. Are you not fearful that your life may be lost?’ That just caused me to laugh ten times harder. Again, they started looking at each other. Then the one behind me and carrying a tiny pitch fork came up and jabbed me in the ass with it. Then it demanded to know why I wuz laughing.”
“I finally got my laughing under control and got quiet and caught my breath. I then turned around to look at the little pecker that just stabbed me in my ass. It wuz dressed up like a little wizard, with sequins and a purple robe, like it had jest escaped from a gay pride parade. I lost it, and started laughing uncontrollably again. They wuz all dressed up like they were going to a gay disco on Halloween night.”
“They managed to get my long guns as I wuz writhing in laughter. Then they told me to get to my feet cuz they wuz taking me back to thar lair as their prisoner. As they marched me toward their lair I wuz still cackling up a storm. This wuz the funniest situation that I been in since I accidentally blew up the Vietnam Special Olympics thinking it wuz sum kind of weird military exercise.
“The Pukwudgie lair was underground. I had to get on my belly and crawl into a cave. Then I had to stay on my belly and crawl downward a bit. We came to an oppening with a fire burning on the floor. At least in this larger chamber I could stand up, even though I had to stay bent over.”
“Of course, I could have gotten free and slaughtered those little pricks at any time. But my task wuz to find old Big Cock. So I let them take me prisoner. It wuz pretty easy to, cuz I plum went into hysterics when I got a look at these little dwarf things and their very gay clothes and heard their cartoony sounding voices.”
“Then I spied a big pot hanging over the fire. They wuz cooking a stew of some sort, and it smelled all gamey and gross. I took their spoon and started stirring it, which really pissed off the critters. This one started kicking my ankle with the pointing-end of his costume looking shoe. I kicked that sumbitch and it landed against the wall. That got them rip-roaring mad. Jest then I got the fright of my life. As I stirred the gross looking stew, a human head floated up in the pot. IT WUZ BIG COCK’s HEADS!! Then I noticed Big Cock’s large wang floating in the pot.”
“Poor old Big Cock! He did not deserve to die like this... Murdered and eaten by maniacal muppets. The critters surrounded me and told me to get away from the cooking pot. I sed ‘You little fuck-tards kilt my friend. Now you is gonna have to pay. So I reached into my ass and pulled out my .480 revolver. The Pukwudgies stepped back at the sight of my large weapon. Then all hell broke loose. ‘BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!!!’ I dropped all 5 of those motherfuckers, right thar in the lair. These little twats have been known to work sum black magic fuckery, so I took my Ka-Bar and cut the heads off all five of them.”
“I found me an old burlap bag then fished Big Cock’s remains out of the stew and put ‘em in the bag. There wuz the head, both hands, and his hawg. I tied up the bag. Right before I left I thought ‘what the fuck?’, and spooned out sum of that stew and tasted it. Surprisingly, it weren’t bad. I found me an old styrofoam container one of these lil rascals must have found and brought home. I used it to hold some that stew I thought I would bring home fer dinner. So with the bag carrying Big Cock’s remains, and my take-out stew, I crawled outa thar.”
“I went back to my cabin first so I could put my stew on ice fer later. Then I departed. I had to be the bearer of bad news to Mrs. Miller. It wuz about 1:30 am, I reckon, when I knocked on her door. Mrs Miller opened the door in her night robe. Brutha, the front of that robe showed off them titties right fine! I could even make out the nipples through the fabric. I sed, ‘Honey, I dun found yer man. Then I set that burlap bag on her floor. I handed her BC’s dog tags. Then I pointed to the bag of body parts and sed ‘What’s left of him is in here. You want to take a look, or you wanna jest save it fer a proper funeral?’
“At this here point, Mrs. Miller broke down cryin. About that time I heard old Sheriff call out ‘Honey? You coming back to bed?’ Then that fat, sloppy sumbitch came walking down the stairs wearing nothing but his drawers and patrol hat. He saw me and sed ‘Oh, hi, Roy.’”
“I wuz speechless. I sed, ‘What the fuck is you doing? You fucking BC’s bitch?’ He stammered about and sed ‘Well, Roy, she is hurtin and I jest tried to comfort her, then one thang led to another.’ “
“Mrs. Miller had then composed herself and walked over. She apologized for falling apart like that. The she hugged me, saying thank you for finding out what happened to John and for bringing his remains home so she can have a service and grieve properly. I told her I wuz sorry fer her loss.”
“Then I sed, ‘You know what you need, Mrs. Miller?’ She looked puzzled. I sed ‘You need a good fucking slapped on yer ass. That fat-fuck Sheriff couldn’t make a dog come to dinner. Why don’t ya let old Roy, The “Pope of Joy”, take you upstairs and DESTROY your pussy? We’ll make Sheriff just sit there and watch, like in a cuck video.”
“So the three of us went upstairs. I tied up Sheriff to a chair and he had to sit there and watch me bang his new girlfriend the rest of the night! He even cried a little. Ha ha ha ha!!!!”
“The next morning I woke up lying next to Old Mrs. Miller. Sheriff wuz still tied up at bedside, but he wuz sleeping. His head wuz down and he wuz snoring. I wuz still a bit shook up by Big Cock’s death. Mrs. Miller wuz sleeping soundly, which wuz to be expected after I put a pounding on that pussy.”
“I sed out loud, ‘Old Big Cock, wharever you is right now, I hope ya know I is sorry fer how this turned out, buddy. But, as tribute to you and all the fun we used to have back in Nam, please accept this gesture as a token of our friendship.’ Then I reached fer my Ruger .480.”
“At the sound of the report from the pistol, Old Sheriff, still tied up, fell over in the chair, landing hard on the floor with a THUD. I then sed ‘Well, Mrs. Miller, you fucked me good. So now I returned the favor. You are FUCKED!’ Indeed, her brains were splattered all over the wall.”
“I untied old Sheriff and told him that he wuz going to have the distinct pleasure and privilege of buying me breakfast at the Waffle House this morning. He asked why I executed Mrs. Miller. I sed I wuz jest settin Big Cock free.”
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2024.04.29 02:57 Clear_Top_4963 Hyperthyroidism in Dogs: What You Need to Know by Mike Adams

Sometimes, our furry friends seem to have boundless energy, zipping around the house like tiny furry tornadoes. But what if this energetic behavior isn’t a sign of a happy, playful pup, but rather a symptom of an underlying health condition? Hyperthyroidism, a condition in which your dog’s thyroid gland produces too much thyroid hormone, can cause a whole host of issues, from excessive thirst and urination to weight loss and hair loss.
While it may sound scary, fear not, pet parents! This post will delve into the world of hyperthyroidism in dogs, outlining the causes, signs, and, most importantly, treatment options to get your pup back to his or her happy, healthy self.

Under the Hood: What is Hyperthyroidism?

Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty. The thyroid gland is a butterfly-shaped gland located in your dog’s neck. This gland is responsible for producing thyroid hormones, which play a vital role in regulating your dog’s metabolism, growth, and development.
In a dog with hyperthyroidism, the thyroid gland goes into overdrive, pumping out an excessive amount of thyroid hormones. This hormonal imbalance can wreak havoc on your dog’s body, leading to a cascade of signs and symptoms.

Uh Oh! Is My Dog Hyperthyroid?

So, how do you know if your once-placid pup might be suffering from hyperthyroidism? Here are some telltale signs to watch out for:

Causes of Canine Hyperthyroidism

Now that we’ve explored the signs of hyperthyroidism, let’s shift gears and investigate the culprits behind this condition. The most common cause of hyperthyroidism in dogs is:
While thyroid tumors are the most frequent culprit, a few other less common causes of hyperthyroidism in dogs include:

Diagnosing Doggy Hyperthyroidism: A Trip to the Vet

If you suspect your dog might have hyperthyroidism, it’s crucial to schedule an appointment with your veterinarian. They will perform a thorough physical examination and may recommend some diagnostic tests, such as:
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2024.04.28 05:17 Efficient-Ball7995 Putting random songs into different Danceverses

Carnivallium
Cyberfunk
Dancity
Eternyx
Floworld
Melosia Realms
Sun Horizon
WackyGroove
Wasterra
Winterhaven
Earth
Space
Everywhere
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2024.04.26 21:21 Lord_Long_Rod The Gentleman Sasquatch Hunter

Ah, the gentleman Sasquatch Hunter, refined yet dogged in his pursuit. He knows that the path to riches is just as important as the prize awaiting him at the end of the rainbow. Class is key. He does not want to sully the luster of the prize by attaining it in a manner most uncivilized.
The gentleman Sasquatch Hunter does not traverse the beast’s lair clad in WalMart camouflage and Tony Llama boots stained with Budweiser piss-beer from days past. Absolutely not! To do so would dishonor the majesty of the beast we chase. We are not the nerds and rug munchers from “Finding Bigfoot”; nor are we the hillbilly Zen masters from “Mountain Monsters”. We are gentleman Sasquatch Hunters. Everything we do is consumed by style and class.
The gentleman Sasquatch Hunter starts off his pursuit with a nice glass of French cognac and a premium, hand-rolled cigar from only the best torcedor. There is no fucking Skoal and Miller Lite.
Next is the load-out. Every gentleman Sasquatch Hunter has his own preference for weaponry. What follows is simply my personal preferences. However, some things are just NOT ALLOWED. For example, one may not take to the field of battle with some tiny f#ggot gun he picked up on the cheap at some half-assed department store. Likewise, it is an affront to civilized men to go into the bush with some hillbilly modified and cheap surplus rifle such as a Chinese SKS rifle. Bad form, man, bad form.
The proper weapons load-out of a true gentleman starts with the primary weapon: a Wyndham Weaponry SRC308. This is essentially an AR10 rifle made with superior materials by the skilled folks at WW. It is equipped with an EoTech reflex sight, and iron offset sights.
As an alternative, I will sometimes pursue my quarry in heavy brush, where any shot taken will be at close range, and may border on hand-to-hand combat. In this situation I will leave my AR at home and carry my Saiga 12, with high cap mags loaded with 1 ounce high-velocity slugs (1500 fps muzzle velocity). Nothing hit with several rapidly fired slugs walks away. But in close quarter combat, you need massive firepower.
Next is the gentleman Sasquatch Hunter’s sidearm. Currently, The Bastard is sporting a black Desert Eagle Mark 19 in .50AE and toted in a custom leather shoulder holster that I had made. Some guffaw this piece, but such naysayers are f#gs who either cannot afford one or cannot fire one correctly due to limp-wristing. How utterly shameful.
My alternative sidearm is the Ruger .480 revolver. I own one of the early ones with the 6 round cylinder. When a beast sees me unholster this brute it is white flag time, followed by red flag time... dark red flag time.
Finally, there is one additional option. When plying my trade in the swamp I usually carry a pistol grip pump 12 gauge to clear the snakes and gators from my path. It is outfitted with a sling to be carried over my shoulder. This is a swamp accessory only; I leave this rascal behind when I sojourn the highlands.
Finally, to round out my load out, I will carry a nice flask filled with superbly mature cognac and a small travel humidor for my cigars, engraved “Bigfoot Bastard”. Of course, I also carry a pack with knives and saws for dismemberment of the Sasquatch corpse. Finally, I travel with my satellite phone in case I need extraction in haste.
There you have it, The Bastard’s load out. Of course, my camo, foot wear, snake chaps, and face paint could also be discussed. But that will be for another time. Suffice it to say that everything is Top Notch.
So, why go Top Notch? Two reasons. First, we honor thy beast. Second, it is the way of the gentleman Sasquatch Hunter. So remember, be vigilant, be armed to the fucking teeth, and be a gentleman!
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2024.04.26 18:52 Lord_Long_Rod The Big Thicket Adventure

Big Thicket
Well boys, the life of a squatchemoonshiner living up here in the deep, dark hills of Sasquatch Hollow is very much the Idyllic life one would think. But ever now and then it does a soul good to get away from yer routine and take em a vacation in order to charge thar batteries, if’n ya’ll knowd what I mean.
So I dee -sided to up and take me one of them thar vacations. I wanted to light sumwhar quiet and relaxin. I wuz a’gonna be leavin my business affairs to my new still hand, old “Big Cock From Little Rock”. He ain’t exactly a good old southern boy. But his uncle Willie out thar in Little Rock taught him to shine …. and to flavor ceegars.
After cypherin on my trip fer a spell I decided on a destination: The Big Thicket in the great state of Texas!! I wuz a’goin huntin! See, the Big Thicket is knowd round the world fer not only being a hotbed of Bigfoot activity, but fer havin sum of the biggest, badest Sasquatch sumbitchs any whar!
So I wuz going out thar to the wild and woolly Big Thicket that ever one is a’talkin bout. Plus, I decided to put a spin on it: primitive hunting! That is, I wuz only gonna hunt down and kill them thar critters with my BARE HANDS! Now that thar is sum fun!!! Rest and relaxation, here’s I comes!!!
I managed to git myself to Texas in pretty good time. Thar wuz a little trouble in Mississippi at an all-night truck stop over a pack of Skittles and a glory hole in the restroom which wasn’t exactly as advertised. But I won’t go into that right now except to say that I have to go back out thar in a couple months fer a court day. But don’t fret over it fer me. I ain’t goin!
I hit the Texas state line round daybreak on a Saturday morning. It had been a long and arduous journey. My old donkey, Kamala, wuz gittin up thar in age. I wasn’t sure if’n she would even survive the long trip frum Sasquatch Hollow to Texas pulling me in my old rustic wagon along with my supplies. But the old girl made it like a trooper!!
When I entered the State of Texas I knew I wuz bout another two days from Big Thicket. But I also knew that I had sumthang else I had to do first, before I went huntin.
Jest then I noticed that I wuz passin by a Ford dealership on the side of the road. Well sir, a lightbulb went off in my head! The first thang I did wuz to pull out my old .44 magnum hawg leg frum my pants, pointed it at my mule’s head, then …. NOTHING HAPPENED!!
Upon inspection I realized that I wuz holding my cock! I dun did accidentally pull my old cooch pole frum my pants. I got to tell ya’ll at this point that I had been on the road for two weeks and I wuz hot and tired. I shook my head, put my cock up, found my revolver, then sent my beloved Kamala to heaven. I put the old girl out of her misery. After the long sojourn on the concrete of the interstate she did not even have hoofs anymore. They have worn off! By the time we reached Texas old Kamala wuz walking on four bloody stumps, she wuz!
I bowed my head, took off my old huntin hat, and sed a little prayer fer Kamala. Then I got out my knives and bone saw and butchered the mule right thar on the side of the road. In fact, I set up camp right thar, on Interstate 10 West, jest Inside Texas. I needed a break. So I kicked back and slow cooked the mule’s loin on the fire I built as I sat down, leaned up agin a wagon wheel, and drank sum of my good old homemade corn licker brewed back home in Sasquatch Hollow.
Bout 2:00 a.m. a Texas State Patrol car pulled up to my camp. Thar wuz two pigs. The first one wuz a real prick named “Officer Pedro Gonzalez”. He wuz fast-talkin and clearly on a power trip of the degree reserved for short dicks. The other offer was called “Lieutenant Big Meat Pete”. He wuz more laid back, spoke and moved slower, and seemed like someone I could do bidness with.
Gonzalez stormed into my camp and right up to me, getting in my face. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!? YOU CAN’T CAMP HERE!! YOU NEED TO PUT OUT THAT FIRE … NOW!!! CLEAN UP THIS FUCKING MESS, GET THAT DEAD ANIMAL OFF THE ROAD, AND GET THAT GODDAMNED CONTRAPTION OUT OF HERE…. NOW!!!
I shook my head and looked down at the ground. “What I’m the hell has the world come to?”, I thought as I reached into my pants and slid my hand around the grips of my .44 magnum and slowly started pulling it out.
Just then old Lt. Big Meat Pete walked over with his hand held up and saying “Whoah thar, fellas. Thar’s no need ta git all squirrelly over this here situation.” I thought yo myself that this old boy is alright. He seemed to be the kind of true Texas gentleman that you expect when you come to this state, unlike that little swarthy prick, Gonzalez.
Old Pete continued on, “Hi thar, feller! I’m old Big Meat Pete. Welcome to Texas! What brings ya’ll this way?” I told old Pete my name and explained to him why I wuz thar in Texas and about camping out. That arrogant rat Gonzalez wuz clearly getting agitated. He had already pulled out his baton from his duty belt and wuz a’statin at me like he wuz wantin to smash in my head with it.
Old Pete kept on talkin. “Well, son, we am sure iz glad to have ya here in …. [pause] uh hey, Roy… is that mule I smell?” I sed “Shore is, Pete. Why don’t ya sit awhile and have ya sum. Have ya a little nip of this here shine too. Made it myself!” Pete got a big, wide grin on his face, sed “Well, I don’t mind if’n I do! Mighty kind of ya, Roy!”
It wuz at this point where Gonzalez lost his shit. He pulled his pistol and pointed it in old Roy’s direction. He then started going on and on about how old Pete is corrupt and that he wuz taking over the investigation. Then “💥BAM!!!💥”, the report frum my .44 magnum is a beautiful thang to behold! Quiet then fell upon my camp, save for old Pete’s chomping on a piece of smoked mule meat.
I sed to Pete, “Sorry I had to do that, Pete”. Old Pete did not even stop chewing as he spoke “Oh, fuck that w#tba#k sumbitch. Boy, this here is sum damn fine mule, Roy!
After Pete ate about 3 pounds of mule meat and drank an entire Mason jar of my high-proof moonshine. He sed “Goodnight, Roy! Thanky fer the vittles and hooch! Let me knowd if’n ya’ll need anything whilst ya in the great state of Texas!” I sed goodbye and then watched as the patrolman got into his car, turned on its siren and took off headed East in the westbound lanes at high speed. It clearly struck me that the sumbitch wuz going the wrong way. But I jest shrugged and thought “fuck him”. I then curled up under a burlap sack and got some much needed sleep.
Now, to cut a long story short, I woke up well before dawn at the sound of the wailing sirens on cop cars and ambulances speeding east. I decided to git to werk. I walked over to that old Ford dealership in front of which I had set up camp. I stole me an F350 Dually and and enclosed toy trailer fer hauling motorcycles and moonshine and sech. I then gathered up the shit I needed before setting my camp on fire. Then I hauled ass in my new truck and towing trailer!!
Before I headed over to the Big Thicket to murder sum of them thar Bigfoots, I headed south to the US-Mexican border. See, I had decided to do my patriotic duty and help out with that thar border crises that old man Joe Biden created when he took office and fucked the ever livin shit outa everthang. See, what I dun did wuz call my contact in the Taco Mafia, an old feller named Rodrigo Burrito, and told him I wuz gonna hep him smuggle sum leaf blowers across the border. They is paying $1,500.00 a head fer this!!
Well, I stole me a a big old pickup truck and an enclosed trailer to pull behind it. I’d roll up to the border at a secluded location, load up not thutty them tamales at a time, and take payment. After that I would give each landscaper a small baggie of fentanyl ((I told em it were headache powder) then locked them sumbitches up in the trailer I hauled add to Houston … straight to the local DEA office, where I turned them all in fer drug smugglin!
Them thar DEA fellers was tickled pink! They yanked them old Mexican families out of my trailer, beat them into submission, then performed repeated and violent body cavity searches. It wuz a win-win fer me cuz I made good bank off the Taco Mafia and I kept a bunch of swarthy illegal aliens of the streets of America. But still, I felt like I deserved more.
Whilst them old DEA boys were probin them Mexicans with their batons, I called the head guy over. “Hey, Lieutenant Himmler! Can I have a word wit ya?”, I said. The cop sauntered on over to me. I sed, “Now looky here. Ya’ll don’t wanna have to process all these here be#ners. That’s a lot of work.” The Lieutenant replied with a heavy Texas drawl, “Well now, Roy, I reckon that bout 5-6 of them thar little fellas will make a run fer here shortly and we’ll have to gun em down, know what I mean?” I knowd what he means.
I continued on “Well now, that thar sounds like a right good plan. In fact, I’d like to git in on sum that too if’n I can. But there’s sumthang else I wanna talk to ya bout.” The Lieutenant sed “Well hell yeah, Roy!! Jest grab yer old shootin iron and I’ll deputize ya! We is got us a pool goin. The most head shots wins!”
“Sounds good!”, I sed. “But thar’s sumthang else.” The old top cop narrowed his eyes, cocked his head, and leaned forward. Clearly I had his attention. I continued, “Ya see that thar girl over thar in the ass-tight jeans and Joe Biden T-shirt?” The Lieutenant looked over at her and sed “Yep.” I sed “Well, I dun took a likin to that little squaw. I want her.”
The Lieutenant replied “Well now, Roy, of course I don’t rightly give a shit. I mean, I cain’t sell her to ya. I’m an officer of the law and that would be an ethical problem fer me. I think they call it a ‘conflict of interest’. But sure, I COULD give her to ya.”
The cop continued, “But Roy, how you know me that lil bitch is of legal age?” I sed “I checked her ID”. The Lieutenant immediately sed “Oh, OK! As long as she is of legal age then go ahead and take the lil Taco. I don’t give a fuck. Have fun. Knock yer self out!! But do me one favor, Roy.” I sed “Sure, whut?” The Lieutenant sed “Well, if’n that thar young, seemingly healthy girl happens to drop dead while in your possession, don’t leave it in my jurisdiction, ok?” I sed “You got it, Chief!”
Of course, I knowd that this here cute lil bitch wuz over 18. I got an up close and person look at her whilst I wuz shoving the baggy of drugs up her cooter hole. So thar’s no problem with that. She’s my property now!
I took that pretty little brown skinned girl, put her in my truck, and tied her up so she can’t escape. She spoke no English, only Taco Muncher. Man, she sure wuz pretty, and her tight little body wuz smoking hot! I bet I could take her back to Sasquatch Hollar and make a pretty penny selling her to Madam Kalashnikov at the local whoowah house! But I had other plans fer her.
Well, as predicted, then illegal aliens did make a run fer it. But the cruel hand of justice came down on them hard on ‘em! Me and the DEA boys had us a good laff, shook hands, and then I left with my new jizz jug tied up in the seat next to me.
I headed on up to Big Thicket from thar. Bout halfway thar I caught a ferocious case of the shits from eating old Kamala! I pulled over to relive myself in sum bushes, then got run off by the folks in the Lowe’s garden department. But that weren’t the end of it. I had to stop 7 more times because of explosive diarrhea. I shit myself so bad, in fact, that I ruined my britches and skivvies and had to go plum bare assed. On on such stop I couldn’t even get out of my truck without launching a load of brown water across the cab of the truck and allow my lil Mexican companion and the passenger side window. I felt a little bad fer her after that so I stopped at a Taco Bell and bought her a burrito.
After a couple hours on the road I had pretty much emptied my bowels of old Kamala. Then, jest as we were pulling up to an access road fer the Big Thicket I saw blue lights in the part of my rear view mirror that wuz not covered in shit. I pulled over to see what the fuck the oinker wanted.
Well sir, this. Lil lady in a poleece uniform walked up to my winder. I rolled her down and sed “Well hello there, little lady! What can I do ya fer?” She said she pulled me over because all my windows were obscured by a brown substance and that it weren’t safe fer me to be driving this way. I replied, “Aww shucks, it ain’t nuthin! I been getting along jest fine. Hey, you knowd what? You sure is a pretty lil thang!”
Then that lil police girl got all sorts of bent outa shape. She sed that wuz a mangled kid’s bicycle and two road hazard cones wedged up under the front end of my truck. I replied, “Well, sum fuckers jest don’t know they ain’t supposed to be playing in the road. I figured if’n thar sorry assed parent weren’t gonna teach em then old Roy should step in and teach em, know what I mean?”
At this point the lil police girl pulled out her service pistol, pointed it at me, and ordered me out of my truck. With a long sigh I complied and stepped outs my truck. “THUMP!!!!” came the loud sound. The lil cop looked in the direction of the sound. It were my cock a’hittin the ground cuz I were still naked from the waste down. She stood thar with her mouth plum open staring at my old tallywacker layin thar in the dirt. I sed, “Ya’ll like what ya see thar, sweet thang?” Her mouth closed abruptly and she returned her angry gaze to my face.
Well now, it were at this here point that the little copper noticed my Mexican travel companion tied up in the passenger seat and covered up in dried feces. The cop looked surprised. She exclaimed “OH MY GOD!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?” The little Mexican gal then started talking excitedly with her jibber jabber. I thunk to myself “Well hell, Roy. I guess you is a’gonna hafta do sumthang bout this before that lil cop girl gits hysterical.” Besides, it wuz gonna be nightfall soon and I aimed to git out in the woods to choke out a squatch er three.
Quick as a bunny I grabbed the pistol outa the little cop’s hands. Then I took hold off my fuckin stick, twirled it away 2-3 times over my head, and then busted her over her pretty lil head with it “BAMMM!!!” She hit the ground like a sack of taters she did!! I then looked at the pistol I took away frum her to see what she had been packin. It were a lil old .380 Glock. I sed “Jeeeesus Christ… PUSSY SHIT!!”, then threw the little pea shooter into the woods.
Well no, I gathered the unconscious dick-whipped little po-lease girl and throwd her into the cab of my truck along with my lil Mexican gal, got myself in, then took off down the Big Ticket access road. I had my a route plotted out on my old topography map I stole from the old sporting goods store back home, the “Sasquatch Bait and Pizza”. Unfortunately it too wuz covered in a thick and crusty layer of dried shit. “Well, shit!”, I sed.
I drove bout 2 and a half hours in Big Thicket. I went down the dirt access road fer a while, then took an old logging road, then road down sum rough-ass old pig trails. Finally I decided to stop and prepare fer my hunt. By this here time the lil cop wuz coming to. I wanted to go scout out the land a little bit a’fer I hed out fer the night. But I couldn’t leave the pig here. So I pulled her ass outa the truck and tied up her hands with my long damn cock rod.
She asked “What are you doing?!?” First thang I sed wuz “Shut the fuck up!!!” Then I explained that we were gonna do sum scoutin and that she wuz comin along.
Now it didn’t take long before the cop’s training come into play. She started in with all this bullshit about surrendering to her and how it wuz in my best interest to let her go and other psychological horse shit. I stopped, then turned to her to speak. I explained the situation to her. I told her that we wuz smack dab in the middle of lair of sum of the biggest and meanest Sasquatch on the face of this heat earth. Therefore, is wuz in her best interest to shut up lest she irritate one of them thar rascals and it rips off her head. Second, I advised her that if she chooses to keep on yapping I wuz a’gonna pull the whiskey cork outa my asshole, which I been dun using to stop the flaming shits, and stick it in her mouth. Either way, she WUZ gonna shut the fuck up.
That thar lil cop kept quiet after that, and I hit back to scouting. After a good half hour hike I finally came across the first Sasquatch sign! It wuz a hellish, Jurassic Park sounding “Ohio Call” sounding vocalization. What’s more, it wuz close, like with a half mile. We stood thar listening. That damned old critter let out 2 more howls! I knew I had to move!! I had to get back to my truck and git ready!!!
Well, right bout that thar time I wuz struck by a powerful pain in my old Johnson. Before I could investigate I heard the lil cop girl cry out in pain. I quickly figured out what wuz going on. Hearing them thar Sasquatch howls wuz giving me a stiffy!! I quickly untied my P-Rod from the cop’s hands. Lord knows what would have happened if’n I hadn’t of untied myself in time. I’m guessing my old tallywacker would have busted! I shore would have been in a world of hurt then!
I grabbed the lil lady and we high-tailed it back to my truck. After hearing them thar menacing Sasquatch howls the little cop-ess became very compliant. As we ran back to the cop she wuz nervously asking what the sound wuz from and whether we were in danger. I told her to shut the fuck up. “We gots us sum of that thar bidness to tend to, tits!! Shut up and do what I say!”, I sed. She just nodded and kept on running with me.
When we reached my truck the little enchilada I had tied up had obviously heard the horrific Bigfoot howls becuz she wuz goin bat shit crazy. Amazingly, I discovered in that moment the bitch knows how to speak English. She yelled out “ROY! ROY!!!” I told her to shut the fuck up, realizing having two bitches at yer side doubles the bullshit ya gotta deal with.
But the little taco girl continued, “ROY!! ROY!!! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!! THERE’S A MONSTER!!!! Annoyed, I sed to her “DAMMIT, BITCH!!! YOU DUN SEEN IT!! AND YOU KNOWD I DUN SHIT MY BRITCHES!!! I AIN’T GOT NOWHAR ELSE TO PUT IT!!!”
I wuz assuming she wuz talking bout my monster dong. But she continued. “ROY!!! NO!!! THATS NOT WHAT I MEAN!!!” By this time I had had it with this little south-of-the-border snooch. I started to reach fer my old .44 magum shootin iron when she sed the one thang that made my blood run cold: “ROY!!! BEHIND THE TRUCK!!! ITS HERE NOW!!! IT CAME AROUND WHEN YOU AND THE PIG WALKED OFF!!”
Now I understood. It was a trap!!! That mothertrucker wuz gonna ambush me!! I jabbed my hand deeper under the front seat looking fer my shootin iron. Then things got worse. Much worse.
I heard my hammer on my pistol cock behind me. Then I heard that lil ole sissy cop say “Put your hands over your head, Roy! NOW!! Do it or I will kill you where you stand!!!” Boy, wuz I pissed at myself!!! In all the excitement I momentarily lost track of that cop bitch. Now she got the slip on me, and with my own gun!!! Shit!!!!
I decided to work my charm. I sed “Put that thar shootin iron down you stupid skank-bitch before I cock whip you again!” Her voice wuz quivering in rage as she sed “I am going to save the taxpayers some money and just do it and send you back to hell, where you came fro…..” then complete and utter silence followed by a loud “THUD!”
I sed, “Uh, honey? Is you ok?” Then I turned around and looked jest as her headless body crumpled to the ground. Standing right thar behind where the pig girl wuz a’standing wuz a GIGANTIC Sasquatch!!! The motherfucker wuz ever bit of 14 feet tall! The shoulders were more broader than Oprah Winfrey’s fat ass. They had to be 7 feet wide, minimum!
While that stupid bitch wuz standing thar pointing my Hawg Laig at me that damned old Sasquatch snuck up behind her and ripped her head plum clean off!! The thud I heard wuz her head hitting the ground after the monster dropped it. As I stood thar jest staring at the beast I heard that little Mexican gal screaming in horror behind me. I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes, “Goddamn… This here is the last time I bring a bitch with me on a Sasquatch hunt.” But I did not have time fer the battle of the sexes. I had to deal with this murderous Sasquatch!!!
The next thang I dun did wuz to pull out my pecker to take a leak and cypher on this here situation fer a minute. But that big ole beast-critter wusn’t havin enny of it. He let loose with a big old god awful roar. Well sir, I gathered up 4-5 feet of my, whipped it round in a circle a time er two, then concked the critter on its head with it.
The Sasquatch looked stunned. Apparently it ain’t never been dick-whipped before. Then somethang funny happened. It got a real sad look on its face. It wuz jest a’starin at my massive cock laying thar on the ground. Then the critter got all drawn up and covered it’s nethers with both hands. It seemed right embarrassed, it dun did.
I felt a bit empathetic fer the critter. Sure, it wusn’t packing as much man meat down thar as I were. But hell, who does? I have caused horses to die from envy. Yep, they jest see what I got goin on and they start running into brick walls, head first, until they kilt themselves. I always been taught that with great cock comes great responsibility.
I started talking to the poor Sasquatch in a baby voice. “Hey… Why the long face, fella? Come on now, I am sure you ain’t got nuffin to be afraid of. Heck, you is a big old boy! Even an average Wang on you is going to be bigger than most men. Come on, let me see that thar hog leg!” But the Sasquatch stewed in its shame, maintaining a gaze to the ground and using its hands to hide its groin. But I kept it up. I figured the old boy jest needed sum reassurance.
After a few minutes, and me sharing a Butterfinger with the beast, things got a little more relaxed. After a bit we both had forgotten about the Sasquatch’s dick. We wuz sittin side by side on the ground and sippin from a jar of shine I retrieved from under the seat of my old truck. I wuz even showing the big old Bigfoot video of me fucking sum old truck stop whore I recorded on my phone!
Finally, I sed, “Looky here, Bigfoot. You is alright. But it’s late and I think I’d like to go find a whoowah house and git my freak on. Why don’t you take this here little Mexican gal I got tied up in my truck, and I’ll go hits me a little Asian whoowah in town. Whaddaya say?”
Well sir, that monster’s eyes got as big as saucers, and a grin appeared on its face. I untied Dora the Explorer and handed her over to the beast. The damned thang wuz slobbering! That gal wuz gonna got the pounding of her life! But hell, I wuz jest a’gonna use her fer Bigfoot bait anyway. At least this here way she has a chance to live AND she will git to have the time of her life.
“You have a good ‘un, feller”, I said as I waived goodbye to the Bigfoot. I turned to git in my truck. Then, things took a dark and sudden turn.
At first I heard giggles coming from the little Latina. Then they escalated into all-out belly laughter. I went over there to see what the duck wuz so funny. The chick was pointing at the the beast’s groin while laughing her ass off. I look up at the Sasquatch. It had hung its head, tears were streaming down its cheeks. I felt kinda bad fer the critter, especially since he and I had jest partied together.
I looked down at the animals groin. My first thought wuz “Well, where in the fuck is it?” Truth be told, nuffin wuz thar. I pulled out my pack of matches and lit one fer illumination. I held it up close to the animal. But still I couldn’t find its pecker. I wuz plum perplexed!
By this point the lil Mexican gal had somewhat composed herself. She sed to me, “Look Roy, right here!” She pulled back the hair on that mangy beast whar it’s rod should be. I leaned in real close with my match as close to the critter as I could get it without catching the hair on fire. I couldn’t see shit!
I sed “Goddamn it woman!! Thar ain’t nuffin thar!!” Now she is pointing close to the skin and saying “Look closer!!! Ha ha ha ha!!!”
I sed “Jest wait a fucking minute!”, then wint yo my truck to fetch my old reading glasses. Back at the squatch, with glasses and another lit match fer illumination, I bent in real close to the critters junk. After the Mexican chick pulled back the hair and pointed right at it, I finally saw it. I sed “Damn. That’s it huh?” It wuz the size of a BB, like what kids shoot through air guns. I stood up, dumbfounded. I took off my hat and rubbed my scalp with my free hand. I think to myself “Goddamn, that thar is done humiliating shit. It’s no wonder that thar animal is pissed off 24-7.”
I looked up at the face of the Sasquatch. It wuz still looking down at the ground, tears streaming down. Then, in silence, it slowly raised its head and looked at me. It was one of them thar rare moments of harsh, cruel honesty. In fact, it were probably an existential reckoning fer the beast. I felt bad fer it, really bad.
Then I made up my mind. No man anywhar wants to live with a dick that small …💥BAMM!!!!!!💥
The blast frum my .44 maggum wuz deafening! The bullet hit the poor beast right betwixt it’s eyes. Blood and brains rained down on the forest floor and converted it into a colorful canopy of gloom. The Bigfoot’s body hit the ground and crumpled into its position of eternal sleep.
The little Latina bitch wuz as shocked by the report of my revolver as she wuz by being covered in the monster’s blood and brains. She jestcstood thar in silence. But I weren’t dun with her yet. Not by a long shot.
Before I left I tied that bitch up to a big old oak tree. Then I layed out a copious amount of dog treats. They wuz Snausages: Dogman Edition. Yep, this here were doggy treats jest fer dogman. Them damned old demon dogs wuz thick up in this here Big Ticket region!
I figured that since that dumb bitch humiliated that Sasquatch, she deserves some payback. I tied her ass up, made some calls that sounded like distressed and dying animals, and surrounded her with Dogman doggy treats, not to mention the gory remains of my Bigfoot buddy. The howls started growing closer and closer before I even left the area. That bitch is gonna get ripped to pieces, like carnitas on a taco!
Well friends, that thar wuz my trip to Big Thicket. Or more accurately, that wuz Day 1! I hung round fer 2 more days, choked out 3 more Sasquatch, skinned an entire pack of Dogmen alive, and had a 3-way with 2 chick campers! All in all, it were a ton of fun!
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2024.04.25 08:45 shiprektalien My family dogs

My family dogs
I don't currently have a chi but this is a photo of my dad in 2010 with my childhood dogs.
I am 28 now and our first dog was Princess the poodle that we got when I was 5 years old. Then we got Chacha the Chihuahua a year later and the family was sold on the breed. All of our chis were such amazing family dogs, they barked like crazy (as chis do) but they also all absolutely love people of all ages (except for Tuffy who was skeptical of almost everyone).
Their names: Princess(poodle), Losta(black and brown), Rascal(brown), Sassy(tan and white), ChaCha(black and white) and Tuffy(white)
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2024.04.24 14:58 Miserable_Sympathy42 Is Balduran dead or not, and is this game even canon? Help!

Someone, please, I need concrete info. Two main questions:
Has the process of ceremorphosis been changed as such that the original soul is no longer totally destroyed if the host was a 'strong personality'?
Is Balduran dead, or did he simply 'transform' into an illithid and assume the alias, 'The Emperor'?
For example, the wikipedia, which I know to be reviewed by WOTC themselves, states that Balduran is a human, not an elf as per BG3. He has no 'deceased' status. It specifically states his race is illithid. It also states his alias is 'The Emperor'. How can Balduran's race be an illithid if he was destroyed by ceremorphosis? Which, speaking of:
The wiki ALSO states re ceremorphosis that the first stage " effectively completely replaced the victim's personality with the tadpole's ", and that " the original creature was beyond help, their psychic essence destroyed and replaced by the tadpole's burgeoning min, lost save for a miracle.[5] Past the point of no return, the victim's spirit would have to seek its fate on the Outer Planes.[3] "
How is this possible? Especially considering in BG3 if you transform, you're still yourself, at least for a short period of time, and Jergal is surprised to learn that you DO still have (correct me if I'm wrong) a soul, just not the kind he expected? Can someone confirm if this is still your soul or not? Does Jergal recognise it as yours?
Then there are the other bits I'm struggling to understand. From my knowledge of the game, The Emperor is uncomfortable being referred to as Balduran and does not think of himself as Balduran. He even states in the letter to Ansur that 'he' "may no longer feel his feelings" despite the narrator clearly stating multiple times, and in the lore of DnD itself outside of the game, that illithids are highly emotional creatures, we even see this multiple times in game and in other content. So which is it?
Also, when exploring his Elfsong tavern refuge, when referring to items like Balduran's cutlery, The Emperor specifically says "it was a gift from my mother", "my favourite recipe for fiddlehead soup", "my dog Rascal". The Emperor is an illithid, it is not stupid, it knows that 'his' memories are not his own, but Balduran's. So does he think of himself as Balduran or not? IS he Balduran, or is Balduran's soul out there somewhere chilling with someone as a petitioner?
As a last note, what's the deal with illithid gender? I know they reproduce asexually (yet illithids can also be transformed from tadpole-less humans via a ritual according to Phandelver??? and they do not lose their original personalities or souls???) and they are technically asexual, but The Emperor is constantly referred to as both it AND 'he'. Omeluum is referred to as 'it'. In the recently released Phandelver module, some of the antagonists are illithids with clearly stated and referred to genders and personalities? Specifically, female. But they have no female sex characteristics, so look like any other illithid. To clarify, I reference Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk.
Someone please help me make sense of this mess of lore. I don't know what's canon and what's not.

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2024.04.23 12:18 Willy_Fisher Squire Toby’s Will.

Many persons accustomed to travel the old York and London road, in the days of stage-coaches, will remember passing, in the afternoon, say, of an autumn day, in their journey to the capital, about three miles south of the town of Applebury, and a mile and a half before you reach the old Angel Inn, a large black-and-white house, as those old-fashioned cage-work habitations are termed, dilapidated and weather-stained, with broad lattice windows glimmering all over in the evening sun with little diamond panes, and thrown into relief by a dense background of ancient elms. A wide avenue, now overgrown like a churchyard with grass and weeds, and flanked by double rows of the same dark trees, old and gigantic, with here and there a gap in their solemn files, and sometimes a fallen tree lying across on the avenue, leads up to the hall-door. Looking up its sombre and lifeless avenue from the top of the London coach, as I have often done, you are struck[21] with so many signs of desertion and decay,—the tufted grass sprouting in the chinks of the steps and window-stones, the smokeless chimneys over which the jackdaws are wheeling, the absence of human life and all its evidence, that you conclude at once that the place is uninhabited and abandoned to decay. The name of this ancient house is Gylingden Hall. Tall hedges and old timber quickly shroud the old place from view, and about a quarter of a mile further on you pass, embowered in melancholy trees, a small and ruinous Saxon chapel, which, time out of mind, has been the burying-place of the family of Marston, and partakes of the neglect and desolation which brood over their ancient dwelling-place. The grand melancholy of the secluded valley of Gylingden, lonely as an enchanted forest, in which the crows returning to their roosts among the trees, and the straggling deer who peep from beneath their branches, seem to hold a wild and undisturbed dominion, heightens the forlorn aspect of Gylingden Hall. Of late years repairs have been neglected, and here and there the roof is stripped, and "the stitch in time" has been wanting. At the side of the house exposed to the gales that sweep through the valley like a torrent through its channel, there is not a perfect window left, and the shutters but imperfectly exclude the rain. The ceilings and walls are mildewed and green with damp stains. Here and there, where the drip falls from the ceiling, the floors are rotting. On stormy nights, as the guard described, you can hear the doors clapping in the old house, as far away as old Gryston bridge, and the howl and sobbing of the wind through its empty galleries. About seventy years ago died the old Squire, Toby Marston, famous in that part of the world for his hounds, his hospitality, and his vices. He had done kind things,[22] and he had fought duels: he had given away money and he had horse-whipped people. He carried with him some blessings and a good many curses, and left behind him an amount of debts and charges upon the estates which appalled his two sons, who had no taste for business or accounts, and had never suspected, till that wicked, open-handed, and swearing old gentleman died, how very nearly he had run the estates into insolvency. They met at Gylingden Hall. They had the will before them, and lawyers to interpret, and information without stint, as to the encumbrances with which the deceased had saddled them. The will was so framed as to set the two brothers instantly at deadly feud. These brothers differed in some points; but in one material characteristic they resembled one another, and also their departed father. They never went into a quarrel by halves, and once in, they did not stick at trifles. The elder, Scroope Marston, the more dangerous man of the two, had never been a favourite of the old Squire. He had no taste for the sports of the field and the pleasures of a rustic life. He was no athlete, and he certainly was not handsome. All this the Squire resented. The young man, who had no respect for him, and outgrew his fear of his violence as he came to manhood, retorted. This aversion, therefore, in the ill-conditioned old man grew into positive hatred. He used to wish that d——d pippin-squeezing, hump-backed rascal Scroope, out of the way of better men—meaning his younger son Charles; and in his cups would talk in a way which even the old and young fellows who followed his hounds, and drank his port, and could stand a reasonable amount of brutality, did not like. Scroope Marston was slightly deformed, and he had the lean sallow face, piercing black eyes, and black lank hair, which sometimes accompany deformity.[23] "I'm no feyther o' that hog-backed creature. I'm no sire of hisn, d——n him! I'd as soon call that tongs son o' mine," the old man used to bawl, in allusion to his son's long, lank limbs: "Charlie's a man, but that's a jack-an-ape. He has no good-nature; there's nothing handy, nor manly, nor no one turn of a Marston in him." And when he was pretty drunk, the old Squire used to swear he should never "sit at the head o' that board; nor frighten away folk from Gylingden Hall wi' his d——d hatchet-face—the black loon!" "Handsome Charlie was the man for his money. He knew what a horse was, and could sit to his bottle; and the lasses were all clean mad about him. He was a Marston every inch of his six foot two." Handsome Charlie and he, however, had also had a row or two. The old Squire was free with his horsewhip as with his tongue, and on occasion when neither weapon was quite practicable, had been known to give a fellow "a tap o' his knuckles." Handsome Charlie, however, thought there was a period at which personal chastisement should cease; and one night, when the port was flowing, there was some allusion to Marion Hayward, the miller's daughter, which for some reason the old gentleman did not like. Being "in liquor," and having clearer ideas about pugilism than self-government, he struck out, to the surprise of all present, at Handsome Charlie. The youth threw back his head scientifically, and nothing followed but the crash of a decanter on the floor. But the old Squire's blood was up, and he bounced from his chair. Up jumped Handsome Charlie, resolved to stand no nonsense. Drunken Squire Lilbourne, intending to mediate, fell flat on the floor, and cut his ear among the glasses. Handsome Charlie caught the thump which the old Squire discharged at him upon his open hand, and[24] catching him by the cravat, swung him with his back to the wall. They said the old man never looked so purple, nor his eyes so goggle before; and then Handsome Charlie pinioned him tight to the wall by both arms. "Well, I say—come, don't you talk no more nonsense o' that sort, and I won't lick you," croaked the old Squire. "You stopped that un clever, you did. Didn't he? Come, Charlie, man, gie us your hand, I say, and sit down again, lad." And so the battle ended; and I believe it was the last time the Squire raised his hand to Handsome Charlie. But those days were over. Old Toby Marston lay cold and quiet enough now, under the drip of the mighty ash-tree within the Saxon ruin where so many of the old Marston race returned to dust, and were forgotten. The weather-stained top-boots and leather-breeches, the three-cornered cocked hat to which old gentlemen of that day still clung, and the well-known red waistcoat that reached below his hips, and the fierce pug face of the old Squire, were now but a picture of memory. And the brothers between whom he had planted an irreconcilable quarrel, were now in their new mourning suits, with the gloss still on, debating furiously across the table in the great oak parlour, which had so often resounded to the banter and coarse songs, the oaths and laughter of the congenial neighbours whom the old Squire of Gylingden Hall loved to assemble there. These young gentlemen, who had grown up in Gylingden Hall, were not accustomed to bridle their tongues, nor, if need be, to hesitate about a blow. Neither had been at the old man's funeral. His death had been sudden. Having been helped to his bed in that hilarious and quarrelsome state which was induced by port and punch, he was found dead in the morning,—his head hanging[25] over the side of the bed, and his face very black and swollen. Now the Squire's will despoiled his eldest son of Gylingden, which had descended to the heir time out of mind. Scroope Marston was furious. His deep stern voice was heard inveighing against his dead father and living brother, and the heavy thumps on the table with which he enforced his stormy recriminations resounded through the large chamber. Then broke in Charles's rougher voice, and then came a quick alternation of short sentences, and then both voices together in growing loudness and anger, and at last, swelling the tumult, the expostulations of pacific and frightened lawyers, and at last a sudden break up of the conference. Scroope broke out of the room, his pale furious face showing whiter against his long black hair, his dark fierce eyes blazing, his hands clenched, and looking more ungainly and deformed than ever in the convulsions of his fury. Very violent words must have passed between them; for Charlie, though he was the winning man, was almost as angry as Scroope. The elder brother was for holding possession of the house, and putting his rival to legal process to oust him. But his legal advisers were clearly against it. So, with a heart boiling over with gall, up he went to London, and found the firm who had managed his father's business fair and communicative enough. They looked into the settlements, and found that Gylingden was excepted. It was very odd, but so it was, specially excepted; so that the right of the old Squire to deal with it by his will could not be questioned. Notwithstanding all this, Scroope, breathing vengeance and aggression, and quite willing to wreck himself provided he could run his brother down, assailed Handsome Charlie, and battered old Squire Toby's will in the Prerogative[26] Court and also at common law, and the feud between the brothers was knit, and every month their exasperation was heightened. Scroope was beaten, and defeat did not soften him. Charles might have forgiven hard words; but he had been himself worsted during the long campaign in some of those skirmishes, special motions, and so forth, that constitute the episodes of a legal epic like that in which the Marston brothers figured as opposing combatants; and the blight of law costs had touched him, too, with the usual effect upon the temper of a man of embarrassed means. Years flew, and brought no healing on their wings. On the contrary, the deep corrosion of this hatred bit deeper by time. Neither brother married. But an accident of a different kind befell the younger, Charles Marston, which abridged his enjoyments very materially. This was a bad fall from his hunter. There were severe fractures, and there was concussion of the brain. For some time it was thought that he could not recover. He disappointed these evil auguries, however. He did recover, but changed in two essential particulars. He had received an injury in his hip, which doomed him never more to sit in the saddle. And the rollicking animal spirits which hitherto had never failed him, had now taken flight for ever. He had been for five days in a state of coma—absolute insensibility—and when he recovered consciousness he was haunted by an indescribable anxiety. Tom Cooper, who had been butler in the palmy days of Gylingden Hall, under old Squire Toby, still maintained his post with old-fashioned fidelity, in these days of faded splendour and frugal housekeeping. Twenty years had passed since the death of his old master. He had grown lean, and stooped, and his face, dark with the peculiar[27] brown of age, furrowed and gnarled, and his temper, except with his master, had waxed surly. His master had visited Bath and Buxton, and came back, as he went, lame, and halting gloomily about with the aid of a stick. When the hunter was sold, the last tradition of the old life at Gylingden disappeared. The young Squire, as he was still called, excluded by his mischance from the hunting-field, dropped into a solitary way of life, and halted slowly and solitarily about the old place, seldom raising his eyes, and with an appearance of indescribable gloom. Old Cooper could talk freely on occasion with his master; and one day he said, as he handed him his hat and stick in the hall: "You should rouse yourself up a bit, Master Charles!" "It's past rousing with me, old Cooper." "It's just this, I'm thinking: there's something on your mind, and you won't tell no one. There's no good keeping it on your stomach. You'll be a deal lighter if you tell it. Come, now, what is it, Master Charlie?" The Squire looked with his round grey eyes straight into Cooper's eyes. He felt that there was a sort of spell broken. It was like the old rule of the ghost who can't speak till it is spoken to. He looked earnestly into old Cooper's face for some seconds, and sighed deeply. "It ain't the first good guess you've made in your day, old Cooper, and I'm glad you've spoke. It's bin on my mind, sure enough, ever since I had that fall. Come in here after me, and shut the door." The Squire pushed open the door of the oak parlour, and looked round on the pictures abstractedly. He had not been there for some time, and, seating himself on the table, he looked again for a while in Cooper's face before he spoke.[28] "It's not a great deal, Cooper, but it troubles me, and I would not tell it to the parson nor the doctor; for, God knows what they'd say, though there's nothing to signify in it. But you were always true to the family, and I don't mind if I tell you." "'Tis as safe with Cooper, Master Charles, as if 'twas locked in a chest, and sunk in a well." "It's only this," said Charles Marston, looking down on the end of his stick, with which he was tracing lines and circles, "all the time I was lying like dead, as you thought, after that fall, I was with the old master." He raised his eyes to Cooper's again as he spoke, and with an awful oath he repeated—"I was with him, Cooper!" "He was a good man, sir, in his way," repeated old Cooper, returning his gaze with awe." He was a good master to me, and a good father to you, and I hope he's happy. May God rest him!" "Well," said Squire Charles, "it's only this: the whole of that time I was with him, or he was with me—I don't know which. The upshot is, we were together, and I thought I'd never get out of his hands again, and all the time he was bullying me about some one thing; and if it was to save my life, Tom Cooper, by —— from the time I waked I never could call to mind what it was; and I think I'd give that hand to know; and if you can think of anything it might be—for God's sake! don't be afraid, Tom Cooper, but speak it out, for he threatened me hard, and it was surely him." Here ensued a silence. "And what did you think it might be yourself, Master Charles?" said Cooper. "I han't thought of aught that's likely. I'll never hit on't—never. I thought it might happen he knew something about that d—— hump-backed villain, Scroope, that[29] swore before Lawyer Gingham I made away with a paper of settlements—me and father; and, as I hope to be saved, Tom Cooper, there never was a bigger lie! I'd a had the law of him for them identical words, and cast him for more than he's worth; only Lawyer Gingham never goes into nothing for me since money grew scarce in Gylingden; and I can't change my lawyer, I owe him such a hatful of money. But he did, he swore he'd hang me yet for it. He said it in them identical words—he'd never rest till he hanged me for it, and I think it was, like enough, something about that, the old master was troubled; but it's enough to drive a man mad. I can't bring it to mind—I can't remember a word he said, only he threatened awful, and looked—Lord a mercy on us!—frightful bad." "There's no need he should. May the Lord a-mercy on him!" said the old butler. "No, of course; and you're not to tell a soul, Cooper—not a living soul, mind, that I said he looked bad, nor nothing about it." "God forbid!" said old Cooper, shaking his head. "But I was thinking, sir, it might ha' been about the slight that's bin so long put on him by having no stone over him, and never a scratch o' a chisel to say who he is." "Ay! Well, I didn't think o' that. Put on your hat, old Cooper, and come down wi' me; for I'll look after that, at any rate." There is a bye-path leading by a turnstile to the park, and thence to the picturesque old burying-place, which lies in a nook by the roadside, embowered in ancient trees. It was a fine autumnal sunset, and melancholy lights and long shadows spread their peculiar effects over the landscape as "Handsome Charlie" and the old butler made their way slowly toward the place where Handsome Charlie was himself to lie at last.[30] "Which of the dogs made that howling all last night?" asked the Squire, when they had got on a little way. "'Twas a strange dog, Master Charlie, in front of the house; ours was all in the yard—a white dog wi' a black head, he looked to be, and he was smelling round them mounting-steps the old master, God be wi' him! set up, the time his knee was bad. When the tyke got up a' top of them, howlin' up at the windows, I'd a liked to shy something at him." "Hullo! Is that like him?" said the Squire, stopping short, and pointing with his stick at a dirty-white dog, with a large black head, which was scampering round them in a wide circle, half crouching with that air of uncertainty and deprecation which dogs so well know how to assume. He whistled the dog up. He was a large, half-starved bull-dog. "That fellow has made a long journey—thin as a whipping-post, and stained all over, and his claws worn to the stumps," said the Squire, musingly. "He isn't a bad dog, Cooper. My poor father liked a good bull-dog, and knew a cur from a good 'un." The dog was looking up into the Squire's face with the peculiar grim visage of his kind, and the Squire was thinking irreverently how strong a likeness it presented to the character of his father's fierce pug features when he was clutching his horsewhip and swearing at a keeper. "If I did right I'd shoot him. He'll worry the cattle, and kill our dogs," said the Squire. "Hey, Cooper? I'll tell the keeper to look after him. That fellow could pull down a sheep, and he shan't live on my mutton." But the dog was not to be shaken off. He looked wistfully after the Squire, and after they had got a little way on, he followed timidly. It was vain trying to drive him off. The dog ran round[31] them in wide circles, like the infernal dog in "Faust"; only he left no track of thin flame behind him. These manœuvres were executed with a sort of beseeching air, which flattered and touched the object of this odd preference. So he called him up again, patted him, and then and there in a manner adopted him. The dog now followed their steps dutifully, as if he had belonged to Handsome Charlie all his days. Cooper unlocked the little iron door, and the dog walked in close behind their heels, and followed them as they visited the roofless chapel. The Marstons were lying under the floor of this little building in rows. There is not a vault. Each has his distinct grave enclosed in a lining of masonry. Each is surmounted by a stone kist, on the upper flag of which is enclosed his epitaph, except that of poor old Squire Toby. Over him was nothing but the grass and the line of masonry which indicate the site of the kist, whenever his family should afford him one like the rest. "Well, it does look shabby. It's the elder brother's business; but if he won't, I'll see to it myself, and I'll take care, old boy, to cut sharp and deep in it, that the elder son having refused to lend a hand the stone was put there by the younger." They strolled round this little burial-ground. The sun was now below the horizon, and the red metallic glow from the clouds, still illuminated by the departed sun, mingled luridly with the twilight. When Charlie peeped again into the little chapel, he saw the ugly dog stretched upon Squire Toby's grave, looking at least twice his natural length, and performing such antics as made the young Squire stare. If you have ever seen a cat stretched on the floor, with a bunch of Valerian, straining, writhing, rubbing its jaws in long-drawn caresses, and in the absorption of a sensual[32] ecstasy, you have seen a phenomenon resembling that which Handsome Charlie witnessed on looking in. The head of the brute looked so large, its body so long and thin, and its joints so ungainly and dislocated, that the Squire, with old Cooper beside him, looked on with a feeling of disgust and astonishment, which, in a moment or two more, brought the Squire's stick down upon him with a couple of heavy thumps. The beast awakened from his ecstasy, sprang to the head of the grave, and there on a sudden, thick and bandy as before, confronted the Squire, who stood at its foot, with a terrible grin, and eyes that glared with the peculiar green of canine fury. The next moment the dog was crouching abjectly at the Squire's feet. "Well, he's a rum 'un!" said old Cooper, looking hard at him. "I like him," said the Squire. "I don't," said Cooper. "But he shan't come in here again," said the Squire. "I shouldn't wonder if he was a witch," said old Cooper, who remembered more tales of witchcraft than are now current in that part of the world. "He's a good dog," said the Squire, dreamily. "I remember the time I'd a given a handful for him—but I'll never be good for nothing again. Come along." And he stooped down and patted him. So up jumped the dog and looked up in his face, as if watching for some sign, ever so slight, which he might obey. Cooper did not like a bone in that dog's skin. He could not imagine what his master saw to admire in him. He kept him all night in the gun-room, and the dog accompanied him in his halting rambles about the place. The fonder his master grew of him, the less did Cooper and the other servants like him.[33] "He hasn't a point of a good dog about him," Cooper would growl. "I think Master Charlie be blind. And old Captain (an old red parrot, who sat chained to a perch in the oak parlour, and conversed with himself, and nibbled at his claws and bit his perch all day),—old Captain, the only living thing, except one or two of us, and the Squire himself, that remembers the old master, the minute he saw the dog, screeched as if he was struck, shakin' his feathers out quite wild, and drops down, poor old soul, a-hangin' by his foot, in a fit." But there is no accounting for fancies, and the Squire was one of those dogged persons who persist more obstinately in their whims the more they are opposed. But Charles Marston's health suffered by his lameness. The transition from habitual and violent exercise to such a life as his privation now consigned him to, was never made without a risk to health; and a host of dyspeptic annoyances, the existence of which he had never dreamed of before, now beset him in sad earnest. Among these was the now not unfrequent troubling of his sleep with dreams and nightmares. In these his canine favourite invariably had a part and was generally a central, and sometimes a solitary figure. In these visions the dog seemed to stretch himself up the side of the Squire's bed, and in dilated proportions to sit at his feet, with a horrible likeness to the pug features of old Squire Toby, with his tricks of wagging his head and throwing up his chin; and then he would talk to him about Scroope, and tell him "all wasn't straight," and that he "must make it up wi' Scroope," that he, the old Squire, had "served him an ill turn," that "time was nigh up," and that "fair was fair," and he was "troubled where he was, about Scroope."Then in his dream this semi-human brute would approach his face to his, crawling and crouching up his[34] body, heavy as lead, till the face of the beast was laid on his, with the same odious caresses and stretchings and writhings which he had seen over the old Squire's grave. Then Charlie would wake up with a gasp and a howl, and start upright in the bed, bathed in a cold moisture, and fancy he saw something white sliding off the foot of the bed. Sometimes he thought it might be the curtain with white lining that slipped down, or the coverlet disturbed by his uneasy turnings; but he always fancied, at such moments, that he saw something white sliding hastily off the bed; and always when he had been visited by such dreams the dog next morning was more than usually caressing and servile, as if to obliterate, by a more than ordinary welcome, the sentiment of disgust which the horror of the night had left behind it. The doctor half-satisfied the Squire that there was nothing in these dreams, which, in one shape or another, invariably attended forms of indigestion such as he was suffering from. For a while, as if to corroborate this theory, the dog ceased altogether to figure in them. But at last there came a vision in which, more unpleasantly than before, he did resume his old place. In his nightmare the room seemed all but dark; he heard what he knew to be the dog walking from the door round his bed slowly, to the side from which he always had come upon it. A portion of the room was uncarpeted, and he said he distinctly heard the peculiar tread of a dog, in which the faint clatter of the claws is audible. It was a light stealthy step, but at every tread the whole room shook heavily; he felt something place itself at the foot of his bed, and saw a pair of green eyes staring at him in the dark, from which he could not remove his own. Then he heard, as he thought, the old Squire Toby say—"The[35] eleventh hour be passed, Charlie, and ye've done nothing—you and I 'a done Scroope a wrong!" and then came a good deal more, and then—"The time's nigh up, it's going to strike." And with a long low growl, the thing began to creep up upon his feet; the growl continued, and he saw the reflection of the up-turned green eyes upon the bed-clothes, as it began slowly to stretch itself up his body towards his face. With a loud scream, he waked. The light, which of late the Squire was accustomed to have in his bedroom, had accidentally gone out. He was afraid to get up, or even to look about the room for some time; so sure did he feel of seeing the green eyes in the dark fixed on him from some corner. He had hardly recovered from the first agony which nightmare leaves behind it, and was beginning to collect his thoughts, when he heard the clock strike twelve. And he bethought him of the words "the eleventh hour be passed—time's nigh up—it's going to strike!" and he almost feared that he would hear the voice reopening the subject. Next morning the Squire came down looking ill. "Do you know a room, old Cooper," said he, "they used to call King Herod's Chamber?" "Ay, sir; the story of King Herod was on the walls o't when I was a boy." "There's a closet off it—is there?" "I can't be sure o' that; but 'tisn't worth your looking at, now; the hangings was rotten, and took off the walls, before you was born; and there's nou't there but some old broken things and lumber. I seed them put there myself by poor Twinks; he was blind of an eye, and footman afterwards. You'll remember Twinks? He died here, about the time o' the great snow. There was a deal o' work to bury him, poor fellow!"[36] "Get the key, old Cooper; I'll look at the room," said the Squire. "And what the devil can you want to look at it for?" said Cooper, with the old-world privilege of a rustic butler. "And what the devil's that to you? But I don't mind if I tell you. I don't want that dog in the gun-room, and I'll put him somewhere else; and I don't care if I put him there." "A bull-dog in a bedroom! Oons, sir! the folks 'ill say you're clean mad!" "Well, let them; get you the key, and let us look at the room." "You'd shoot him if you did right, Master Charlie. You never heard what a noise he kept up all last night in the gun-room, walking to and fro growling like a tiger in a show; and, say what you like, the dog's not worth his feed; he hasn't a point of a dog; he's a bad dog." "I know a dog better than you—and he's a good dog!" said the Squire, testily. "If you was a judge of a dog you'd hang that 'un," said Cooper. "I'm not a-going to hang him, so there's an end. Go you, and get the key; and don't be talking, mind, when you go down. I may change my mind." Now this freak of visiting King Herod's room had, in truth, a totally different object from that pretended by the Squire. The voice in his nightmare had uttered a particular direction, which haunted him, and would give him no peace until he had tested it. So far from liking that dog to-day, he was beginning to regard it with a horrible suspicion; and if old Cooper had not stirred his obstinate temper by seeming to dictate, I dare say he would have got rid of that inmate effectually before evening.[37] Up to the third storey, long disused, he and old Cooper mounted. At the end of a dusty gallery, the room lay. The old tapestry, from which the spacious chamber had taken its name, had long given place to modern paper, and this was mildewed, and in some places hanging from the walls. A thick mantle of dust lay over the floor. Some broken chairs and boards, thick with dust, lay, along with other lumber, piled together at one end of the room. They entered the closet, which was quite empty. The Squire looked round, and you could hardly have said whether he was relieved or disappointed. "No furniture here," said the Squire, and looked through the dusty window. "Did you say anything to me lately—I don't mean this morning—about this room, or the closet—or anything—I forget—" "Lor' bless you! Not I. I han't been thinkin' o' this room this forty year." "Is there any sort of old furniture called a buffet—do you remember?" asked the Squire. "A buffet? why, yes—to be sure—there was a buffet, sure enough, in this closet, now you bring it to my mind," said Cooper. "But it's papered over." "And what is it?" "A little cupboard in the wall," answered the old man. "Ho—I see—and there's such a thing here, is there, under the paper? Show me whereabouts it was." "Well—I think it was somewhere about here," answered he, rapping his knuckles along the wall opposite the window. "Ay, there it is," he added, as the hollow sound of a wooden door was returned to his knock. The Squire pulled the loose paper from the wall, and disclosed the doors of a small press, about two feet square, fixed in the wall.[38] "The very thing for my buckles and pistols, and the rest of my gimcracks," said the Squire. "Come away, we'll leave the dog where he is. Have you the key of that little press?" No, he had not. The old master had emptied and locked it up, and desired that it should be papered over, and that was the history of it. Down came the Squire, and took a strong turn-screw from his gun-case; and quietly he reascended to King Herod's room, and, with little trouble, forced the door of the small press in the closet wall. There were in it some letters and cancelled leases, and also a parchment deed which he took to the window and read with much agitation. It was a supplemental deed executed about a fortnight after the others, and previously to his father's marriage, placing Gylingden under strict settlement to the elder son, in what is called "tail male." Handsome Charlie, in his fraternal litigation, had acquired a smattering of technical knowledge, and he perfectly well knew that the effect of this would be not only to transfer the house and lands to his brother Scroope, but to leave him at the mercy of that exasperated brother, who might recover from him personally every guinea he had ever received by way of rent, from the date of his father's death. It was a dismal, clouded day, with something threatening in its aspect, and the darkness, where he stood, was made deeper by the top of one of the huge old trees overhanging the window. In a state of awful confusion he attempted to think over his position. He placed the deed in his pocket, and nearly made up his mind to destroy it. A short time ago he would not have hesitated for a moment under such circumstances; but now his health and his nerves were shattered, and he was under a supernatural alarm which[39] the strange discovery of this deed had powerfully confirmed. In this state of profound agitation he heard a sniffing at the closet-door, and then an impatient scratch and a long low growl. He screwed his courage up, and, not knowing what to expect, threw the door open and saw the dog, not in his dream-shape, but wriggling with joy, and crouching and fawning with eager submission; and then wandering about the closet, the brute growled awfully into the corners of it, and seemed in an unappeasable agitation. Then the dog returned and fawned and crouched again at his feet. After the first moment was over, the sensations of abhorrence and fear began to subside, and he almost reproached himself for requiting the affection of this poor friendless brute with the antipathy which he had really done nothing to earn. The dog pattered after him down the stairs. Oddly enough, the sight of this animal, after the first revulsion, reassured him; it was, in his eyes, so attached, so good-natured, and palpably so mere a dog. By the hour of evening the Squire had resolved on a middle course; he would not inform his brother of his discovery, nor yet would he destroy the deed. He would never marry. He was past that time. He would leave a letter, explaining the discovery of the deed, addressed to the only surviving trustee—who had probably forgotten everything about it—and having seen out his own tenure, he would provide that all should be set right after his death. Was not that fair? at all events it quite satisfied what he called his conscience, and he thought it a devilish good compromise for his brother; and he went out, towards sunset, to take his usual walk. Returning in the darkening twilight, the dog, as usual[40] attending him, began to grow frisky and wild, at first scampering round him in great circles, as before, nearly at the top of his speed, his great head between his paws as he raced. Gradually more excited grew the pace and narrower his circuit, louder and fiercer his continuous growl, and the Squire stopped and grasped his stick hard, for the lurid eyes and grin of the brute threatened an attack. Turning round and round as the excited brute encircled him, and striking vainly at him with his stick, he grew at last so tired that he almost despaired of keeping him longer at bay; when on a sudden the dog stopped short and crawled up to his feet wriggling and crouching submissively. Nothing could be more apologetic and abject; and when the Squire dealt him two heavy thumps with his stick, the dog whimpered only, and writhed and licked his feet. The Squire sat down on a prostrate tree; and his dumb companion, recovering his wonted spirits immediately, began to sniff and nuzzle among the roots. The Squire felt in his breast-pocket for the deed—it was safe; and again he pondered, in this loneliest of spots, on the question whether he should preserve it for restoration after his death to his brother, or destroy it forthwith. He began rather to lean toward the latter solution, when the long low growl of the dog not far off startled him. He was sitting in a melancholy grove of old trees, that slants gently westward. Exactly the same odd effect of light I have before described—a faint red glow reflected downward from the upper sky, after the sun had set, now gave to the growing darkness a lurid uncertainty. This grove, which lies in a gentle hollow, owing to its circumscribed horizon on all but one side, has a peculiar character of loneliness. He got up and peeped over a sort of barrier, accidentally[41] formed of the trunks of felled trees laid one over the other, and saw the dog straining up the other side of it, and hideously stretched out, his ugly head looking in consequence twice the natural size. His dream was coming over him again. And now between the trunks the brute's ungainly head was thrust, and the long neck came straining through, and the body, twining after it like a huge white lizard; and as it came striving and twisting through, it growled and glared as if it would devour him. As swiftly as his lameness would allow, the Squire hurried from this solitary spot towards the house. What thoughts exactly passed through his mind as he did so, I am sure he could not have told. But when the dog came up with him it seemed appeased, and even in high good-humour, and no longer resembled the brute that haunted his dreams. That night, near ten o'clock, the Squire, a good deal agitated, sent for the keeper, and told him that he believed the dog was mad, and that he must shoot him. He might shoot the dog in the gun-room, where he was—a grain of shot or two in the wainscot did not matter, and the dog must not have a chance of getting out. The Squire gave the gamekeeper his double-barrelled gun, loaded with heavy shot. He did not go with him beyond the hall. He placed his hand on the keeper's arm; the keeper said his hand trembled, and that he looked "as white as curds."Listen a bit!" said the Squire under his breath. They heard the dog in a state of high excitement in the room—growling ominously, jumping on the window-stool and down again, and running round the room. "You'll need to be sharp, mind—don't give him a chance—slip in edgeways, d'ye see? and give him both barrels!"[42] "Not the first mad dog I've knocked over, sir," said the man, looking very serious as he cocked the gun. As the keeper opened the door, the dog had sprung into the empty grate. He said he "never see sich a stark, staring devil." The beast made a twist round, as if, he thought, to jump up the chimney—"but that wasn't to be done at no price,"—and he made a yell—not like a dog—like a man caught in a mill-crank, and before he could spring at the keeper, he fired one barrel into him. The dog leaped towards him, and rolled over, receiving the second barrel in his head, as he lay snorting at the keeper's feet! "I never seed the like; I never heard a screech like that!" said the keeper, recoiling. "It makes a fellow feel queer." "Quite dead?" asked the Squire. "Not a stir in him, sir," said the man, pulling him along the floor by the neck. "Throw him outside the hall-door now," said the Squire;" and mind you pitch him outside the gate to-night—old Cooper says he's a witch," and the pale Squire smiled, "so he shan't lie in Gylingden." Never was man more relieved than the Squire, and he slept better for a week after this than he had done for many weeks before. It behoves us all to act promptly on our good resolutions. There is a determined gravitation towards evil, which, if left to itself, will bear down first intentions. If at one moment of superstitious fear, the Squire had made up his mind to a great sacrifice, and resolved in the matter of that deed so strangely recovered, to act honestly by his brother, that resolution very soon gave place to the compromise with fraud, which so conveniently postponed the restitution to the period when further enjoyment on his[43] part was impossible. Then came more tidings of Scroope's violent and minatory language, with always the same burthen—that he would leave no stone unturned to show that there had existed a deed which Charles had either secreted or destroyed, and that he would never rest till he had hanged him.
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2024.04.21 19:22 CorytheDory Books where MC and ML have pets?

Can you guys pls recc me some novels where the cp adopts pets? Could be any animal (dog, cat, bunny, even exotic animals or monsters). I love the idea that they both take care of a pet like a loving family with a child 🥺. I have read Mo Du and am obsessed with cat daddy Luo Wenzhou and his three kitty rascals Fei meow, Luo Yiguo and Fei Qian 🥺
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Inside Out HD GP - 3
Insidious Last Key HD MA - 5
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Invisible Man (2020) 4K MA - 6
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Lightyear 4K MA - 6.5O, HD MA - 4
Lilo and stitch 2 HD MA - 6
Lion King (animated) 4K MA - 6.50, HD GP - 3
Lion King (2019) 4K MA - 6
Little mermaid 1989 4K Itunes(ports) - 6, HD GP - 3
Little Rascals save the day HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Little Women SD MA - 2
Logan 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Lone Ranger(Johnny Depp) HD GP - 2.50
Lone survivor 4K ITunes(ports) - 4
Looper SD MA - 2
Lost City 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Love Actually 4K MA - 7
Love Simon HD MA - 4
Lucy 4K Itunes(will port) - 4
Maggie HD Vudu - 4
Magnificent Seven (2016) HD Vudu - 4.50
Major League 4K Vudu - 6.50
Maleficent 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD GP - 3
Maleficent Mistress of Evil 4K ITunes(ports) - 5
Mallrats HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Mamma Mia, here we go again HD MA - 5
Manchester by the sea HD Itunes - 4
The Martian 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Mary poppins HD GP - 3
Mask of Zorro 4K MA - 6
Megamind HD MA - 5.50
M3gan (Megan) HD MA - 4
Megan Leavey HD MA - 3
Men in Black 4K MA - 6.50
Men in black 2 HD MA - 4
Men in Black 3 HD MA - 4, SD MA - 1.50
Metalocalypse Army of Doomstar HD MA - 5
Mickey's Christmas Carol HD MA - 5
Midway (2019) 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Mile 22 4K Itunes - 4
A million ways to die in West HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Minions 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 5
Mission Impossible Dead reckoning 4K Itunes/ HD Vudu - 7
Mission Impossible 4,5,6 4K Itunes - 5 each
Mission Impossible 2,3 HD Vudu - 4 each
Moana HD GP - 3
Mocking Jay Part 2 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Monster high 13 wishes HD Itunes(ports) - 5
Moonfall 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5.50
Moonlight HD Vudu - 5
Mortdecai HD Vudu - 4
A Most Wanted Man HD Vudu - 4
Mother (2017) 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
Mountain between us 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Ms Peregrine's home for peculiar children 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 5
Mud HD Vudu - 4
Mulan (animated) 4K Itunes(ports) - 7
Mulan 2 HD MA - 6
Mummy Trilogy (Mummy, Mummy Returns, Tomb of Dragon Emperor) HD MA - 10
Mummy(1999) 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 3
Mummy (2017) HD MA - 3
Mummy returns HD MA - 4, 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Mummy Tomb of Dragon emperor 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Muppets most wanted HD MA - 6.50
Murder on Orient Express (2017) HD MA - 4
My big fat Greek wedding 2 HD Itunes(ports) - 4
My girl 4K MA - 5
Need for Speed HD GP - 4
Neighbors HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Night at Museum 3-movies HD MA - 12
Night at Museum Secret of tomb 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Noah HD Itunes/Vudu - 4
Northman 4K MA - 6
No time to die 4K Itunes - 4
Now you see me HD Vudu - 3
Nurse HD Vudu - 5
Nutcracker and the four realms HD GP - 5
Oblivion 4K Itunes(will port) - 5
Office christmas party 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Once upon a time in Hollywood HD MA - 4, 4K MA - 6
Onward HD GP - 3
Ouija HD MA - 4
Overlord 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Oz the great and powerful HD MA - 3
Paddington HD Vudu - 4
Pain and gain HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Parasite 4K MA - 6.50
Passion of Christ HD MA - 8
Past Lives HD Vudu - 8
Patriot games 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Patriots Day 4K Itunes/Vudu - 6
Paul HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Paranormal activity HD Itunes/Vudu - 5
Paranormal activity 3 HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Passengers HD MA - 4.50
Paterson HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Penguins of Madagascar HD MA - 5
Percy Jackson Sea of monsters HD MA - 5
Perfect guy HD MA - 4
Perks of being a wallflower HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Pet Sematary 4K ITunes/HD Vudu - 5
Peter Pan (1953) HD MA - 6
Pete's Dragon HD GP - 4
Pirate Fairy (Disney) HD MA - 5
Pitch perfect 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
Pitch perfect 2 4K Itunes(ports) - 4
Planes HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Pocahontas HD MA - 6
Power Rangers (Saban's) 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Precious cargo(Bruce Willis) SD Vudu - 2
The predator (2018) HD MA - 4
Premium rush SD MA - 2
Pride prejudice and zombies 4K MA - 6.5O, HD MA - 5
Prometheus HD MA - 4
Promising young woman HD MA - 5
Protege 4K Itunes/Vudu - 5
Pulp fiction 4K Itunes - 5
Pulp fiction HD Vudu - 4
The Purge HD MA - 4
Purge Election year 4K Itunes/HD MA - 4
A Quiet Place 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
The Raid Redemption SD MA - 1.50
Ralph breaks the internet 4K MA - 6
Rambo Last blood 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Raya and the last dragon HD MA - 5
Red 2 HD Vudu - 3
Renfield HD MA - 5
Reservoir Dogs 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Resident Evil retribution HD MA - 4
Respect 4K Itunes - 4
Ride along HD MA - 4
Ride along 2 HD MA - 4
Rise of the guardians HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Robin Hood (1973) HD MA - 6
Robocop (2014) HD Vudu - 3
Rocketman 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Roman Holiday 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Roman Israel Esq SD MA - 2
Ron's gone wrong HD GP split - 3
Room HD Vudu - 5
Rules don't apply HD MA - 5
Safe (Statham) HD Vudu/Itunes - 4
Saving Private Ryan 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6.50
Sausage party HD MA - 5
Saw 8- movies HD Vudu - 12
Scary Stories to tell in the dark 4K Itunes/ Vudu - 5
Scent of woman HD MA - 4
Schindler's list HD MA - 4
Scorpion King 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Secret in their eyes HD MA - 4
Selma HD Vudu/Itunes - 3
Seventh Son HD Itunes(ports) - 3.50
The Shallows HD MA - 4
Shaun of the Dead HD MA - 3
Shrek 3 HD MA - 4
Sicario 4K Itunes/Vudu - 4
Sicario 2 Day of soldado SD MA - 2
Silver Linings Playbook HD Vudu - 4
A Simple Favor 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 6.50
Sing Street HD Vudu - 5
Sinister HD Itunes - 4
Sisters unrated HD MA - 4
Skyfall HD Vudu - 3
Sleeping beauty HD GP - 3.50
Sleepy Hollow 4K Vudu - 6
Snatched 4K Itunes(will port) - 4
Snitch HD Vudu/Itunes - 5
Snow White and the seven dwarves HD GP - 4
Snow White and huntsman HD MA - 4
Sonic the hedgehog 4K Itunes/hd Vudu - 6
Soul 4K MA - 6.50, HD MA - 4
Spartacus HD MA - 3
The Spectacular Now SD Vudu - 2
Spectre 4K Itunes - 6
Spiderman homecoming HD MA - 3
Spiderman No way home HD MA - 3
Spiderman 3 HD MA - 4
Split 4K Itunes(ports) - 5, HD MA - 4
Spoiler alert HD MA - 5
Spongebob sponge out of water HD Itunes - 5
Spotlight HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Step up all in HD Vudu - 3
Star Trek (2009) 4k Itunes - 4
Star Trek Into Darkness HD Vudu - 2.50
Star Trek Beyond 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 4
Star Wars New Hope HD GP - 5
Star Wars Return of jedi HD GP - 5
Star Wars Empire strikes back 4K MA - 8.50
Star Wars Last Jedi 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Star Wars Rise of Skywalker 4K ITunes(ports) - 5 , HD GP - 3
Star Wars Rogue one 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Star Wars Solo HD GP - 3
Star Wars the Force Awakens 4K ITunes(will port) - 4
Stillwater (2021) HD MA - 5
The Sting HD MA - 3
Straight out of Compton HD MA - 4
Strange World HD GP - 4
Stripes 4K MA - 5
Suburbicon HD Vudu - 3
Super 8 4K Itunes/HD Vudu - 5
Taken 2 HD MA - 4
Taken 3 HD MA - 4
Talk to me 4K Vudu - 7
Ted HD MA - 4
Ted 2 unrated HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014) 4K Itunes/hd vudu - 4
Terminator Genisys 4K ITunes /HD Vudu - 4
Think like a man HD MA - 4
This is the end HD MA - 4
This is 40 HD Itunes(ports) - 3
Thor Love and Thunder HD MA - 4, HD GP - 3
Thor Ragnarok 4K MA - 6, HD GP - 2
Thor Dark World 4K Itunes - 6, HD GP - 3
Tinker Bell Legend of Neverbeast HD MA - 5
Titanic 4K Itunes / HD Vudu - 5
Top Gun 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5
Total recall (2012) SD MA - 2
Tower heist HD Itunes(ports) - 4
Toy Story 4K MA - 6.50
Toy Story 4 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Toy Story 1,4 HD GP - 3 each
Transformers Rise of beasts 4K Vudu/Itunes - 6
Transformers 3 Dark of moon 4K Itunes / HD vudu - 4
Transformers 4 Age of extinction 4K Itunes / HD vudu - 4
Transformers 5 Last knight 4K Itunes/ vudu - 4
The Turning (2020) HD MA - 4.50
Turning Red HD MA - 4, 4K MA - 6.50
Under the skin HD Vudu - 4
The Untouchables 4K Vudu/ITunes - 6.50
Venom 4K MA - 5, HD MA - 4
Venom 2 let there be carnage SD MA - 2
Vertigo HD MA - 3.50
Vice (Bruce Willis) HD Vudu - 4
The Visit HD MA - 5
Wanted HD Itunes(ports) - 5
War and Peace (Audrey Hepburn) HD Itunes/Vudu - 5
War for the planet of apes 4K Itunes(ports) - 5
Warcraft 4K Itunes(ports) - 4
Warm bodies 4K Vudu/Itunes - 5, SD Vudu - 1
Werewolf the beast among us HD MA - 4
West Side Story HD MA - 4, HD GP - 2.50
The Witch(A24) HD Vudu - 4
Who framed Roger Rabbit? 4K MA - 6.50
Why him? 4K Itunes(ports) or HD MA - 4
Wolf of wall street 4K Itunes /Vudu - 5
Wolverine HD MA - 5
Wonder 4K ITunes/HD Vudu - 5
World war Z 4K Itunes/ HD Vudu - 5
A wrinkle in time 4K MA - 5
X Men (2000) HD MA - 5
X Men First Class 4K Itunes(ports) - 7
X Men Days of future past 4K Itunes(will port) - 5, Rogue Cut 4K - 8.50
Young Guns 4K Vudu - 6.50
Zero dark thirty HD MA - 4
Zootopia HD MA - 4
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TV shows:
Barry S1 HD ITunes - 7
Big little lies S1 HD Itunes - 7
Black Sails S3 HD Vudu - 7
Boardwalk Empire S4 HD Itunes - 7
Game of Thrones S5 HD Itunes - 7
House of Cards S3 HD Vudu - 8
Masters of Sex S1 HD Vudu - 6
Nurse Jackie S6 HD Vudu - 8
Silicon Valley S5 HD GP - 6, S3 HD Itunes - 8
Strike Back S1 HD GP - 7
Succession S1 HD ITunes - 7
Veep S2 HD GP - 5
The Walking Dead S5 HD Vudu - 5
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Sony Pictures Movies Anywhere reward - 4, current options:
4K __ Hancock
4K __ My Girl
4K __ Stripes
HD__ Blob
HD__ Blue Thunder
HD__ Born Yesterday (1950)
HD__ Bye Bye Birdie (1963)
HD__ Guess Who
HD__ Stir Crazy
HD__ Untraceable
. Universal Pictures Movies Anywhere reward - 3 , current options:
Agnes Brown
Antz
Backdraft 2 (4K)
Being Frank
Black Christmas (4K)
A Dog's Purpose (4K)
Don't Let Go
Final Account
Kicks
Loving
Raw
The Sparks Brothers (4K) .
A Dog's Journey HD
Brewster's Millions
Bring It On Again
Bulletproof
Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant
Contraband
Crooklyn
Drop Dead Fred
Everest 4K
Idlewild
Last Christmas 4K
The Visit
Wanted
Paypal, Venmo, other ok. All rewards/points assume to be redeemed
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