Bhank vs. Josh - Put up or shut up

[Cook]

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"This is the diary of Dukie Wood Healy Hankins, car chaser, and all around good pup.
 
 My life started out pretty good, I remember this man they call Brian came and picked me up. It was tough leaving my brothers and sisters, but he had a huge house and a dimwitted good natured manner about him. He bought me lots of kibble, and occasionally gave me hot dogs and SpaghettiOs from his plate. Sometimes a couple of hours after we ate, he'd run to the bathroom and stink up the place. It smelled like blood and guts, and all types of other things. I imagined my ancestors smelled similar when they took down a wounded elk or deer long ago. Sometimes I wished I spoke English instead of barks so I could tell him to go outside and do his business like I do. 

There were other nice things, there was a drunk girl that came to visit. She was fun, she'd sit on the couch with a bottle of Jack, and watch Lassie with me. She left after the police came. I'm not sure what they do, but they sure do come around a lot. I think they're like dog catchers for humans. Brian complains that they don't knock a lot.

Then there was my buddy Rocky. Normally my type aren't suppose to like cats, but Rocky was different. He was big, African, and  mischievous. And he hated Hankins, that's what he called him, not master, boss, or Brian. He called him Hankins.

Rocky loved to knock Brian's drugs off the counter, and then paw them under the furniture. When he was down there looking for them, Rocky then pounce at Brian's head. Rocky said that patchy fur on Brian's head was the best toy a cat could have.

One day we were by the pool, Brian is always by the pool, I don't understand why he doesn't work, and he threw a ball to Rocky. Rocky ignored him like usually, but I wanted to play so I brought the ball back. Brian started dancing around half nude, yelling, "Dukie can't be faded, Dukie can't be faded. See that Rocky? Dukie can't be faded." I was happy, but Rocky told me he was certain our owner was fag now, not just a fag, but an asshole.

Rocky left soon after that.

I miss my buddy Rocky.

Things were slow, but normal. Brian would sit by the pool, and eat and get high. And then get high and eat. He'd argue with people on the internet, and sometimes he'd leave, and I wouldn't see him for a few days. Like the time he had to go to the vet, and get his pec fixed. He didn't say how that happened, just for me to be careful around bitches and cars.

Then one day it all changed, he'd been arguing all day with the Indians about his Summerboard, whining into the phone about it. Not a bark  , growl, or snarl, but a whine. He was angry the whole night, yelling about how many bio-identicals he could've bought with that Summerboard money. Brian was always buying silly shit. I'd gone to my couch to sleep, when Brian came walking over with a jar of peanut butter.......

From that day forward, my days of blissful puppyhood were over."


I imagine an audiobook book version read by Morgan Freeman.


                                                                                     

hilarious!

[illuminati]

Josh is basically a foreign, homeless, mental patient. I am selling a house this week. I am packing and staring my move this week. I am buying a house this week. Lots of good things why ruin my mood fighting some Bum? Other option I spend my Saturday in a warehouse furniture store shopping for a new desk. Or maybe it's everyone is King Fu fighting. But let's see if the prick makes it first. I am in the vicinity. I rearranged my schedule just for him despite telling myself I wouldn't.

FUCK OFF
Fuck off with that Bullshit Crap - You've gone out of your way to prevent him getting there.
The Cowardly Khvnt you are you've contacted Police in & Border control in Canada/ America
And local police - Highly likely also airline & gym.

Now You're giving it Bianca Big Bollocks that you'll go looking for him etc 
Like WTF  - You Ran away from Saying a Yes / No answer to where & what type of fight.

As you've Got Josh Banned & contacted all authorities - Suddenly you've got a voice
& want to Fight .

FUCK OFF WITH THAT CRAP

LIAR

COAWRD

SNITCH


YOU SHOULD BE PERMANENTLY BANNED FROM GETBIG

[Skeletor]

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"This is the diary of Dukie Wood Healy Hankins, car chaser, and all around good pup.
 
 My life started out pretty good, I remember this man they call Brian came and picked me up. It was tough leaving my brothers and sisters, but he had a huge house and a dimwitted good natured manner about him. He bought me lots of kibble, and occasionally gave me hot dogs and SpaghettiOs from his plate. Sometimes a couple of hours after we ate, he'd run to the bathroom and stink up the place. It smelled like blood and guts, and all types of other things. I imagined my ancestors smelled similar when they took down a wounded elk or deer long ago. Sometimes I wished I spoke English instead of barks so I could tell him to go outside and do his business like I do. 

There were other nice things, there was a drunk girl that came to visit. She was fun, she'd sit on the couch with a bottle of Jack, and watch Lassie with me. She left after the police came. I'm not sure what they do, but they sure do come around a lot. I think they're like dog catchers for humans. Brian complains that they don't knock a lot.

Then there was my buddy Rocky. Normally my type aren't suppose to like cats, but Rocky was different. He was big, African, and  mischievous. And he hated Hankins, that's what he called him, not master, boss, or Brian. He called him Hankins.

Rocky loved to knock Brian's drugs off the counter, and then paw them under the furniture. When he was down there looking for them, Rocky then pounce at Brian's head. Rocky said that patchy fur on Brian's head was the best toy a cat could have.

One day we were by the pool, Brian is always by the pool, I don't understand why he doesn't work, and he threw a ball to Rocky. Rocky ignored him like usually, but I wanted to play so I brought the ball back. Brian started dancing around half nude, yelling, "Dukie can't be faded, Dukie can't be faded. See that Rocky? Dukie can't be faded." I was happy, but Rocky told me he was certain our owner was fag now, not just a fag, but an asshole.

Rocky left soon after that.

I miss my buddy Rocky.

Things were slow, but normal. Brian would sit by the pool, and eat and get high. And then get high and eat. He'd argue with people on the internet, and sometimes he'd leave, and I wouldn't see him for a few days. Like the time he had to go to the vet, and get his pec fixed. He didn't say how that happened, just for me to be careful around bitches and cars.

Then one day it all changed, he'd been arguing all day with the Indians about his Summerboard, whining into the phone about it. Not a bark  , growl, or snarl, but a whine. He was angry the whole night, yelling about how many bio-identicals he could've bought with that Summerboard money. Brian was always buying silly shit. I'd gone to my couch to sleep, when Brian came walking over with a jar of peanut butter.......

From that day forward, my days of blissful puppyhood were over."


I imagine an audiobook book version read by Morgan Freeman.


                                                                                     

Hahaha!

[WrongAdvices]

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"This is the diary of Dukie Wood Healy Hankins, car chaser, and all around good pup.
 
 My life started out pretty good, I remember this man they call Brian came and picked me up. It was tough leaving my brothers and sisters, but he had a huge house and a dimwitted good natured manner about him. He bought me lots of kibble, and occasionally gave me hot dogs and SpaghettiOs from his plate. Sometimes a couple of hours after we ate, he'd run to the bathroom and stink up the place. It smelled like blood and guts, and all types of other things. I imagined my ancestors smelled similar when they took down a wounded elk or deer long ago. Sometimes I wished I spoke English instead of barks so I could tell him to go outside and do his business like I do. 

There were other nice things, there was a drunk girl that came to visit. She was fun, she'd sit on the couch with a bottle of Jack, and watch Lassie with me. She left after the police came. I'm not sure what they do, but they sure do come around a lot. I think they're like dog catchers for humans. Brian complains that they don't knock a lot.

Then there was my buddy Rocky. Normally my type aren't suppose to like cats, but Rocky was different. He was big, African, and  mischievous. And he hated Hankins, that's what he called him, not master, boss, or Brian. He called him Hankins.

Rocky loved to knock Brian's drugs off the counter, and then paw them under the furniture. When he was down there looking for them, Rocky then pounce at Brian's head. Rocky said that patchy fur on Brian's head was the best toy a cat could have.

One day we were by the pool, Brian is always by the pool, I don't understand why he doesn't work, and he threw a ball to Rocky. Rocky ignored him like usually, but I wanted to play so I brought the ball back. Brian started dancing around half nude, yelling, "Dukie can't be faded, Dukie can't be faded. See that Rocky? Dukie can't be faded." I was happy, but Rocky told me he was certain our owner was fag now, not just a fag, but an asshole.

Rocky left soon after that.

I miss my buddy Rocky.

Things were slow, but normal. Brian would sit by the pool, and eat and get high. And then get high and eat. He'd argue with people on the internet, and sometimes he'd leave, and I wouldn't see him for a few days. Like the time he had to go to the vet, and get his pec fixed. He didn't say how that happened, just for me to be careful around bitches and cars.

Then one day it all changed, he'd been arguing all day with the Indians about his Summerboard, whining into the phone about it. Not a bark  , growl, or snarl, but a whine. He was angry the whole night, yelling about how many bio-identicals he could've bought with that Summerboard money. Brian was always buying silly shit. I'd gone to my couch to sleep, when Brian came walking over with a jar of peanut butter.......

From that day forward, my days of blissful puppyhood were over.  That was also the day the kicks began."


I imagine an audiobook book version read by Morgan Freeman.
                                                                                     

Amazing, I have one suggestion in bold above.

[Griffith]

Josh is basically a foreign, homeless, mental patient. I am selling a house this week. I am packing and staring my move this week. I am buying a house this week. Lots of good things why ruin my mood fighting some Bum? Other option I spend my Saturday in a warehouse furniture store shopping for a new desk. Or maybe it's everyone is King Fu fighting. But let's see if the prick makes it first. I am in the vicinity. I rearranged my schedule just for him despite telling myself I wouldn't.

What has that got to do with anything?

He's English-speaking Canadian anyway, another north American, culturally basically the same as those from the northern parts of the United States.

[JK]

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"This is the diary of Dukie Wood Healy Hankins, car chaser, and all around good pup.
 
 My life started out pretty good, I remember this man they call Brian came and picked me up. It was tough leaving my brothers and sisters, but he had a huge house and a dimwitted good natured manner about him. He bought me lots of kibble, and occasionally gave me hot dogs and SpaghettiOs from his plate. Sometimes a couple of hours after we ate, he'd run to the bathroom and stink up the place. It smelled like blood and guts, and all types of other things. I imagined my ancestors smelled similar when they took down a wounded elk or deer long ago. Sometimes I wished I spoke English instead of barks so I could tell him to go outside and do his business like I do. 

There were other nice things, there was a drunk girl that came to visit. She was fun, she'd sit on the couch with a bottle of Jack, and watch Lassie with me. She left after the police came. I'm not sure what they do, but they sure do come around a lot. I think they're like dog catchers for humans. Brian complains that they don't knock a lot.

Then there was my buddy Rocky. Normally my type aren't suppose to like cats, but Rocky was different. He was big, African, and  mischievous. And he hated Hankins, that's what he called him, not master, boss, or Brian. He called him Hankins.

Rocky loved to knock Brian's drugs off the counter, and then paw them under the furniture. When he was down there looking for them, Rocky then pounce at Brian's head. Rocky said that patchy fur on Brian's head was the best toy a cat could have.

One day we were by the pool, Brian is always by the pool, I don't understand why he doesn't work, and he threw a ball to Rocky. Rocky ignored him like usually, but I wanted to play so I brought the ball back. Brian started dancing around half nude, yelling, "Dukie can't be faded, Dukie can't be faded. See that Rocky? Dukie can't be faded." I was happy, but Rocky told me he was certain our owner was fag now, not just a fag, but an asshole.

Rocky left soon after that.

I miss my buddy Rocky.

Things were slow, but normal. Brian would sit by the pool, and eat and get high. And then get high and eat. He'd argue with people on the internet, and sometimes he'd leave, and I wouldn't see him for a few days. Like the time he had to go to the vet, and get his pec fixed. He didn't say how that happened, just for me to be careful around bitches and cars.

Then one day it all changed, he'd been arguing all day with the Indians about his Summerboard, whining into the phone about it. Not a bark  , growl, or snarl, but a whine. He was angry the whole night, yelling about how many bio-identicals he could've bought with that Summerboard money. Brian was always buying silly shit. I'd gone to my couch to sleep, when Brian came walking over with a jar of peanut butter.......

From that day forward, my days of blissful puppyhood were over."


I imagine an audiobook book version read by Morgan Freeman.


                                                                                     

So we have the testimony of Brian's dog.

[bhank]

Horse is in the paddock

[webstar]

Horse is in the paddock

The gut must be in full bloom at that weight

[bhank]

The gut must be in full bloom at that weight

No I am not having a flare up I have never had a gut in my life. I do get gas and bloating after meals sometimes as I have Crohn's that is not the same thing

My body is 230lbs when I am healthy. I have been healthy for about a week now.  I am getting heavier not lighter. You guys say my body is naturally 185lbs are morons my body wants to be 230lbs when healthy.

[tatoo]

No I am not having a flare up I have never had a gut in my life. I do get gas and bloating after meals sometimes as I have Crohn's that is not the same thing

dude youre like a broken fuckin record lmao... i bet ive read this same bullshit almost word for word, 40 times outta your dwarf head bro? are you that stoned that you cant remember saying the same shit over n over or do think someone is actually gonna believe youre lies maybe just once? we wont forget what rat pussy you are either, divert all you want w your blown out gut.

[bhank]

dude youre like a broken fuckin record lmao... i bet ive read this same bullshit almost word for word, 40 times outta your dwarf head bro? are you that stoned that you cant remember saying the same shit over n over or do think someone is actually gonna believe youre lies maybe just once? we wont forget what rat pussy you are either, divert all you want w your blown out gut.

I taped at 30 inches 5 days prior to the show before my flare up. I do not have a blown out gut. I am heading to 250

[tatoo]

I taped at 30 inches 5 days prior to the show before my flare up. I do not have a blown out gut. I am heading to 250

you aint got the genetics snitch... dead pool

[bhank]

Sucked in sure but that’s 30

[Raymondo]

Look at that mug. I can hear the gears grinding in BB's head 

[Soul Crusher]

Sucked in sure but that’s 30

WTF is wrong with you!   Geez!!!   

[WrongAdvices]

Have him on ignore.  Pussed out from gym fight he accepted.

He's clearly back to wake and bake, by the end of the day he'll be "protecting" his family (who know nothing about his phony "threat" claims) by providing specifics about their personal info and whereabouts to strangers on the internet.

Man up pussy

[bhank]

WTF is wrong with you!   Geez!!!

Just tired of you dumbfucks saying I have a blown out gut. I have Crohn's I get inflammation after I eat not the same thing.

[wes]

No I am not having a flare up I have never had a gut in my life. I do get gas and bloating after meals sometimes as I have Crohn's that is not the same thing

My body is 230lbs when I am healthy. I have been healthy for about a week now.  I am getting heavier not lighter. You guys say my body is naturally 185lbs are morons my body wants to be 230lbs when healthy.

No,you just want to gorge yourself so the scale says you are heavier............at 250,which you will never get to,you would be a fucking mess.

[Griffith]

Just tired of you dumbfucks saying I have a blown out gut. I have Crohn's I get inflammation after I eat not the same thing.

I you stuck to a Crohn's diet you wouldn't have issues, but you eat whatever you want, and badly at that.

[webstar]

Just tired of you dumbfucks saying I have a blown out gut. I have Crohn's I get inflammation after I eat not the same thing.

So was this a Crohn’s flare up?

[bhank]

So was this a Crohn’s flare up?

I was absolutely shredded that easter the leanest I have ever been sorry you don't understand clothing

[bhank]

Its really funny how you people think I am some kind of all powerful being that can single handily shut down a 2k mile border

I thought Josh was going to video tape himself trying to cross the border so we can know if he gets denied? Now he is not going to try? Seems like Josh is the one with excuses now

[Hulkotron]

Imagine how big that gut must be when relaxed if it's 31" when he sucks it in

[38 returns]

Its really funny how you people think I am some kind of all powerful being that can single handily shut down a 2k mile border

I thought Josh was going to video tape himself trying to cross the border so we can know if he gets denied? Now he is not going to try? Seems like Josh is the one with excuses now

josh would have got over if you hadnt alerted the feds. you did. so he is snookered now.

you cowardly fuck

[38 returns]

can we have a second episode of hankins dog please?

genius stuff