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A mate of mine was at home with his brother, mucking about playing cricket in the front garden, one summer weekend, years ago. His brother was annoying him (a lot) by thwacking the ball as hard as possible and making him run all the way to the end of the street to collect it. My mate resolved to hit that damn ball as hard as humanly possible, as they switched sides.
His mother just so happened to be a dog breeder - chihuahuas, strange little dogs.
Rocky, the 'stud' chihuahua, with a puffed up little hairy chest, pointy ears, an annoying yap and an odd little trot of a walk, was watching this game with keen interest.
It was at the moment the brother bowled to my mate - as my mate threw all his strength into sending that ball into orbit - that Rocky lost all presence of mind, and decided to hurl himself through the air and sink his tiny teeth into that ball.
Little Rocky soared over no less than 3 garden fences, and landed in a pond with a distant 'splash'.
After Rocky came back from the vets, he still had that funny little trot, but never quite in a straight line, and he used to bump into things a lot, and his little bark was more of a funny squeaking noise.
True story. Had me in utter stitches that did.
Nearly died laughing when I went round to his house and saw the difference in Rocky - a little demented chihuahua that couldn't walk straight.
His mum didn't see the funny side.
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Rule #76: No excuses. Play like a champion.Comment
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I love shaggy dog storiesOriginally posted by realityhack View PostA mate of mine was at home with his brother, mucking about playing cricket in the front garden, one summer weekend, years ago. His brother was annoying him (a lot) by thwacking the ball as hard as possible and making him run all the way to the end of the street to collect it. My mate resolved to hit that damn ball as hard as humanly possible, as they switched sides.
His mother just so happened to be a dog breeder - chihuahuas, strange little dogs.
Rocky, the 'stud' chihuahua, with a puffed up little hairy chest, pointy ears, an annoying yap and an odd little trot of a walk, was watching this little game with keen interest.
It was at the moment the brother bowled to my mate - as my mate threw all his strength into sending that ball into orbit - that Rocky lost all presence of mind, and decided to hurl himself through the air and sink his tiny teeth into that ball.
Little Rocky soared over no less than 3 garden fences, and landed in a pond with a distant 'splash'.
After Rocky came back from the vets, he still had that funny little trot, but never quite in a straight line, and he used to bump into things a lot, and his little bark was more of a funny squeaking noise.
True story. Had me in utter stitches that did.
Nearly died laughing when I went round to his house and saw the difference in Rocky - a little demented chihuahua that couldn't walk straight.
His mum didn't see the funny side.
Xen I said shaggy! calm down and take one of the pills the nice doctor lady gave you.
And put your trousers back on
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You bunch of pervs, I'm really not that kind of Lizard...Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post
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Just made another printed circuit board.
This one will use a pick to light up 10 leds according to a count...
My life is so exciting.
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Nurse!Originally posted by Diver View PostI love shaggy dog stories
Xen I said shaggy! calm down and take one of the pills the nice doctor lady gave you.
And put your trousers back onRule #76: No excuses. Play like a champion.Comment
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