THE DOG DROPPER

The fucking dog (German Shepard) next door would not shut up. Every night, beginning around 10:00 pm., he would start barking. Nothing I tried would shut that bastard up. His owners didn’t believe me when I told them…â€?If you don’t shut that bastard up, I will.â€?

He barked all night long, and it was this annoyance that made me fall in love with Sam Walton. Where else could I buy a one-shot 12guage, for about fifty bucks?

I bought it for the sole purpose of dropping that fucking dog.

I came home with my new toy (which had never been fired), and sure enough, that night, that damn dog starts his usual nightly ritual, so I slid a 00 BUCK in, raised my bedroom window, and just fucking blew the shit out of him.

Needless to say, his owners were pissed, but so was I. The police confiscated my gun, which had only been fired once, and arrested me for malicious mischief, which I beat in court.

They moved shortly thereafter, and I started to get good night sleep again.

I do, what I must do.