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Originally Posted by Vandelay Industries
Back when I was in jr. high school, we had a dog that loved pretty much everybody. Well everybody except for a classmate of mine that delivered our paper every afternoon. The dog went absolutely nuts every time he showed up.
About half way through the school year, the paperboy stabbed his mother to death one morning before going to school!   |
I had a classmate in Jr. High and High school named "Urs". Urs was always a little "troubled". After we graduated, Urs got a job working at the animal hospital where my Mom would take her GSD, Kristie. Whenever Mom took Kristie to the vet, she would go find Urs, and cuddle with him until it was her turn to see the doctor. A few years after graduation, Urs put a shotgun in his mouth, and pulled the trigger.