Chazz the dog's had his nuts cut off today. The mrs booked him in last Friday. Her and the daughters have been cackling about it all weekend. She took him in today and they're gone. He's got a lampshade on his head again. He just doesnt know whats happened, he knows summats not right but cant get to em.... Me and the lad cant look at him. We've let him down, we know it, he knows it. He's brought his blanket in and given it a good humping in front of the telly but its not the same. The mrs keeps giving me a your next look..... bad day this
Our devious mutt used the cone for leverage and stability so he could tongue his stitches. Bloody contortionist. Ended up in pants which made him a total laughing stock. Dissolved his stitches through the pants using only the power of his own saliva. Vet gave me grief. I said it ain't me licking his non-existant bollocks, but it was all my fault apparently. Three years later I still catch him looking at me occasionally, thinking you utter, utter **** Ernie. It was the wife's idea, but he won't have it. I've no good news on your other worry either. Once he'd healed and the Missus realised he'd stopped shagging everything that moved, I think I lasted another fortnight.
Aye she's proudly flipped him over and showed me the shrivelled ball sack with no balls in it. Made me wince Ernie.
I think you should have named him something else Chazz; summat other than Chazz. I'd see it as a portent..........
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I still feel shame at inflicting this fate on Tuckitty, more than four years on. Those few days of lampshade action were ****ing funny, mind.
I understand why you did this to Chazz, Chazz. But you know you now have to accept the fact, Chazz isn't a proper 'dawg' anymore. He'll be easier to live with an all that but he won't be 'Chazz' ,not ever.He'll never be Chazz again. He'll always have the same name though.
my bitch jack russell had her knots tied stopped her bleeding all over the floor , but the best thing is a jumper my mam knitted for her has magical powers ,put it on the dog and she freezes wont budge even when poked.
When I saw the title, I knew this would be the content. To say I'm disappointed is an understatement. You're a **** Chazz. And a wimp. You were supposed to stick up for him and you ballsed it up. You're next and you ****ing deserve it.
Treat him like one of the family? Get ****ed, he's a dog, subservant. If you'd not had them off he'd be the master,. Shagging Lady Chazz'a leg whilst staring you out, smirking at you each time you pick up his ****, now you can pretend your picking up his lost manhood whenever he squats one out. Swing the bag all the way home "here's your bollox cannine Chazz, I'm the boss" You'd do the same to the lad too only there's a chance he'll bring home some totty for the **** bank before he ****s off to head his own empire, the odd clip round the lugs should suffice for him. Master in your own home Man Chazz, don't budge an inch & be ruthless. They're only bollocks. Right, man lesson over, I'm off to finish the ironing.
Dirty bastard. Chazz, I feel for you, been there, done that and same reaction off the females in my house. I don't know why they react like that, when we had a bitch and she got done, I wasn't all jubilant she'd lost her ovaries ffs. #prayforchazzthedog
Balls!! Moi!! I'm carrying em about in a wheel barrer at the moment Kemps. I'm hoping this lopping has excited the mrs ....
Was your missus allowed to take the bollocks home Chazz? Fried bollocks are a real treat. he would love them for supper.
