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It's a dog-eat-owner world out there. Be sure to feed yours.

Discussion in 'Sports and News' started by KJIM, Sep 7, 2011.

  1. KJIM

    KJIM Well-Known Member

    I sent a link to this story: http://www.timeslive.co.za/world/2011/09/07/starving-dogs-eat-owner-in-indonesia to my sister.

    "Police in Indonesia shot dead three of seven dogs suspected to have eaten their owner who had left the animals for two weeks without food, local media reported Wednesday."

    My sister used to be an animal control officer. (Not to be confused with the NASA scientist sister.) Her reply?

    "I told you about the time I walked in and found the woman being eaten by her dogs, right? She died of a heart attack or something. Wasn't reported missing for a month. Police sent me in first cause they heard dogs. I rounded the corner and saw her feet kicking. Finished rounding the corner and saw dogs had grabbed her head and were pulling. Her face was gone. Her boobs and stomach were gone. Her face looked like a plate of lasagna with her dentures poking out of it. I couldn't eat lasagna for a year."

    Now *I* will be off lasagna for a while
  2. PCLoadLetter

    PCLoadLetter Well-Known Member

    Marie Provost did not look her best
    The day the cops bust into her lonely nest
    in the cheap hotel up on Hollywood west
    July 29

    She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks
    The neighbors said they never heard a squeak
    While hungry eyes that could not speak
    said even little doggies have got to eat

    She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
    She never meant that much to me
    Whoa oh poor Marie

    Marie Provost was a movie queen
    mysterious angel of the silent screen
    And run like the wind the nation's young men steamed
    When Marie crossed the silent screen

    Whoa she came out west from New York
    but when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope
    The public said Marie take a walk
    All the way back to New York

    -repeat chorus-

    Those quaalude bombs didn't help her sleep
    As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak
    It's all downhill once you've passed your peak
    Marie got ready for that last big sleep

    The cops came in and they looked around
    Throwin' up everywhere over what they found
    The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
    That hungry little dachshund

    -repeat chorus-

    poor Marie
  3. Ace

    Ace Well-Known Member

    The dude in Indonesia got what was coming to him in my book.
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