THE BRINDLE DOG-L.R.LeManquais

there once lived an overgrown kid near our lot,who owned a large mongrel whos name ive forgot.the boy was a bullyhis dog was the same,and they both used thier size to play a mean game. All the kids in the 'hood feared this tough nut,as the housedogs for blocks,also feared of his mutt. The pair were soon famous,thier game they played well,for they had every dog near them cut down to hell. One day a new family moved onto the street,they owned a trim brindle with white blaze and white feet. His eyes were quite small,his muzzle looked strong,his low carried tail was fine pointed and long.he carried himself with a confident air,on the street he'd pass dogs as if they werent there. A few talltale scars on his shoulder and head,told a mute story better than if it was read.50 pounds of spring healhe was quick as a cat,and hed fight if he had to,at the drop of a hat. Then one fine day,by the kids hut,the big bully came and behind him his mutt.the 2 dogs stood rigid and to my surprise,the yellow cur was twice the brindle dogs size. The big dog moved in,but his jaws clamped on air,the thing he had lunged at just wasnt there.a clever wee sidestep had avoided his jump,something clamped on his throat,he went down with a thump. He tried to break loose,he was fighting in fear,his head it was pounding,couldnt see couldnt hear.his wind was cut off,he was beat through and through,and the big kid, astounded,felt he'd enough too. When they got "brindle" off,yellow got to his feet,and with tail between legs,weakly went down the street.now i wonder if anyone reading this screed,could tell me just what was the brindle dogs breed.........

 

never typed so much at once in my life lol....:rolleyes:

 

Nice!!! I like that.

 

was it a greyhound ???

 

LMAO......think it was a bull cross....

 

lmao!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Seen it before but still good to read it again.

 

Heres one i got sent a while back....

An Ode to the American Pit Bull Terrier
(by Solitaire)
From Ireland and England, into America they came;
Brought by fanciers and families intrigued by the game.
As combatants, warriors and gladiators of the sport;
Valued for gameness, ability, mouth, and the sort.
With feirceness and courage beyond compare,
They face their rivals with a peircing glare.
The sound of percussion made all throughout,
Seems the only emitted with each clout.
They were bred to win, whatever it takes;
Never to quit, despite the stakes.
Eager, relentless, wholehearted they'll go;
Revealing bliss by tail wagging to and fro.
The desire to trimph, even when circumstance is poor,
Separates this breed from others; a quality to adore.
In contrast to their character as portrayed above,
The American Pit Bull Terrier can exude love.
They are gentle, sweet-tempered, humble and meek;
Can be lively, vivacious, delightful and sleek.
Effusive and charming, total characters they are;
Intelligent and sly, and can get away with far.
Living to gratify and please their masters,
They will forsake life to protect from disaster.
The most misunderstood of their kind;
Due to ignorance; so we pay no mind.
They are noble, heroic and bad to the bone,
Formidable, muscular, and eager to be shown.
Epitomizing what a dog should be,
They reign supreme, you would have to agree.

 

fecking show off 3MTA3......time and effort i put into that:mad:.....you cheated....:p

 

new one that dutch.......like it....

 

:plike michael jackson said....."i admit nothing"........lmao.....

 

Think mines the best :p

 

...one of my favs.