Welcome to another edition of Derp Roundup, the weekly feature where we take a good stiff metaphorical cleaning tool to our browser tabs, collect the stories that are too stupid to ignore altogether but not enough to deserve a full post, and serve them up to you in a metaphorical beverage that we urge you to consume a literal perception-altering agent of your choice before reading.
Allegedly true story: The first New Englanders were starving (literally!) until they began to wonder why the dog was doing fine; so they followed it to the beach and observed it digging up and eating clams, which they had considered too disgusting for human consumption. I guess they changed their minds.
When I moved out to this farm I took care of the then 1,200 chickens. They were in a pen with 2 Great Pyrenees dogs. The alcoholic farmer (and he still is) complained the chickens weren't laying eggs. I mentioned that the dog food feeder was empty and he said the dogs didn't look like they were starving. They weren't. They were eating the eggs the chickens laid. Interestingly these guard dogs eat dead chickens, which may have a dangerous disease (to chickens) but leave the live ones alone. Just make sure you feed them.
I was at a neighbor's admiring her Great Pyrenees pups. While we were discussing how smart they looked a chicken took a shit and the closest pup ran over and immediately ate it.
Stand your hound!
She seems nice, if a bit too naively trusting in well-trodden porn cliches.
I meant the CPAC clown fest.<br /><br />Sent from my iPhone
Worst. Porno. Ever.
Holy crap, isn&#039;t there anything that can slow down this freefall in quality?
I read that as hot dog sex. Which also fits with the day&#039;s stories.
I once gave my dog an oatmeal raisin muffin. She left in her dish all the raisins, carefully sucked clean. I guess she knew more than I did.
Apparently, &quot;ruff&quot; does not mean what he thought it meant.
Wonkette: come for the dogfucking; stay for the foodfucking.
Allegedly true story: The first New Englanders were starving (literally!) until they began to wonder why the dog was doing fine; so they followed it to the beach and observed it digging up and eating clams, which they had considered too disgusting for human consumption. I guess they changed their minds.
When I moved out to this farm I took care of the then 1,200 chickens. They were in a pen with 2 Great Pyrenees dogs. The alcoholic farmer (and he still is) complained the chickens weren&#039;t laying eggs. I mentioned that the dog food feeder was empty and he said the dogs didn&#039;t look like they were starving. They weren&#039;t. They were eating the eggs the chickens laid. Interestingly these guard dogs eat dead chickens, which may have a dangerous disease (to chickens) but leave the live ones alone. Just make sure you feed them.
Maryland has had a surfeit of creeps, crazies and idiots this week.
I am mystified as to how raisins, chocolate and now marijuana, among other things, can harm an animal that will eat the poop in a cat litter box.
I was at a neighbor&#039;s admiring her Great Pyrenees pups. While we were discussing how smart they looked a chicken took a shit and the closest pup ran over and immediately ate it.
And Ken Layne has weighed in on the Hot Pocket phenomena (non-sexual that is): <a href="http:\/\/gawker.com\/are-all-these-hot-pockets-fanatics-already-dead-1526174556\/@AlbertBurneko" target="_blank">" rel="nofollow noopener" title="http://gawker.com/are-all-these-hot-pockets-fanat...">http://gawker.com/are-all-t...
Well, I imagine that area of Chile has been cured of any thoughts of immigrating to the U.S., after being exposed to our human exports.
And yes, the pepperoni has a way of shutting itself down.
(though not after 8PM, according to my digestion).