Really OT: men and small dogs
We were driving through Gatlinburg today (Don't go there. Ever.)Gatlinburg is the Reno of Tennessee. It's like a big shopping gambling amusement park wedding chapel street, packed with people who are missing teeth and are in serious violation of the lycra/spandex ordinance.
I saw a man cross the street with a yorkshire terrier strapped to his belly in one of these.
The scrawny little dog was spread eagled, face out, attached to this guy's big ol' stomach. He wasn't riding a motorcycle, or doing anything where that contraption would have made sense, he was shopping. My first thought was "how'd his wife get him to wear that?" and I turned to my boyfriend and asked, "at what point did that man consent to having his c*ck removed?"
Call me old fashioned, but I like my men with a little dignity. Also, I love my pets, but I'm not going to walk around with one of them tied to my torso. That guy was owned.
:)