No dogs were harmed in the making of this video...

Ever wonder what a bachelor gets up to after a night out of partying and a body filled with copious amounts of vodka?

Talks to his dog with his hand with an <undisclosed> accent of course...

Knock knock... Who's there?.... Well I don't know, I haven't opened the door yet.

I got bear when she was just a newborn pup. Her parents, two Jack Russels. The mother was a crabby thing, chasing mailmen and monkeys alike. The father was a dick.

My Jack Russel could have one of these inside it...

My Jack Russel could have one or more of these inside her... And stay with me here but, what in the fuckity fuck is it...

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Almost 30

I am 30 years old in exactly 80 days. I have had writers block for 10 years. Yes, I still call myself a writer. Ladies love writers.