When I was a youngster growing up, (uh oh here it comes) the neighbors across the street had a dog named Special. As the dog got a little older, at the end of the day, the neighbors 10 year old daughter would yell out loudly from their front door, "Special! COME!" to which my brother and I would laugh our asses off at every time.Originally Posted by N8YX
Fucker.
To the delight of your neighbors, you can call for her out the back door:
"C'mere, little Fucker!" ...
Last edited by KG4CGC; 11-18-2010 at 08:43 PM. Reason: whoes bodkin farthles
How about Cacahuate? Spanish for Peanut.
My wife is looking hard at getting a Xoloitzcuintli dog and I told her fine, but that if we did, we should name it Cacahuate. She was not receptive.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
Amber's not bad; if you get bored you can always call her Bernstein (German for Amber).
If she ever takes off or gets lost or stolen, you can call for an honest to God no shit Amber Alert. The tones are already in place at the local stations.
Old boss of mine had a funny looking, very sweet, but hyper-crazy little mutt by the name of "Asshole".
One of those unfortunate mixed breeds that just ain't right in the looks department.
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