So I'm using Halloween as a training exercise for my dogs. Whenever trick-or-treaters come, the dogs must step back to the second door (I kinda have a vestibule at my house), and sit until I tell them otherwise. So far it's been a success, but their first reaction is to bark like they're going to rip someone's face off and charge the door. I can't decide if this sends a good message, or a bad one.
Just starting Day 2 of a week's long holiday with 6 other mates. Last night just generally involved us running riot through our hotel room, with one particular friend hitting messy form. He ended up passing out on his bed fairly earlier than everyone else, so we threw everything inside the room on his bed. There was literally a microwave, toaster, iron and ironing board, chairs and a table, a kettle and a telephone. Ended up being quite the sight for my ex girlfriend, who is also in Melbourne at the time, so I convinced her to come over sometime around 4-5am. Fucked her a couple of times right next to the fortress of human and hotel furniture. Extremely loose night, and we did have an Amazing Race planned for today so we could wreck more havoc throughout the city. Should be interesting
Good for you, I gave up and tossed them out in the backyard with a bone. More convenient for me. I would make a hell of a mom one day.
Well, we got 10 trick or treaters. WTF? We even decorated our truck in the carport and everything to attract them. It turns out our neighborhood doesn't get many of them. But a highlight was 2 parents too pictures of my pumpkin. Just in case you didn't see it earlier:
Could fuck my first cougar tonight. Problem is I think she's average at best, and ive been drinkng for the last 6 hours. Realistically that probably means she looks like the love child of Chewbacca and The Nanny.