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Fugy's Labradoodle Nightmare

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Fugy, son of Fugy, had just left the Dog Lover's Anonymous Recovery Meeting.

The meetings were starting to become boring. This had been the fifth meeting that the poor Irish woman bitched spoken about being raped by a big black labradoodle in town.

Fugy was wearing his favourite red velvet pantaloons, yellow gingham shirt, green waistcoat and pointy red hat. His cheeks glowed a rosy red and he wore a big smile on his face. He was thinking about the new fishing rod he had just ordered from the gnome accessory mail order catalogue. His little pals at the pond would be so jealous when they saw it.

The winter months had arrived and the nights were drawing in. It was almost dark now and Fugy was getting hungry.

He went into the Subway Sandwich shop in the town centre. He ordered the meatball 6" Sub in honey bread and a regular lemonade.

While he was waiting for his food he glanced around the nearly empty place.

The first thing he noticed was a man sitting in the corner eating a 12" meatfeast. He was big, black, and had a labradoodle dog with him that looked like the one that the bitching lady described at the meeting.

Fugy stared at him longer than he should have. He turned away quickly when the man looked up and saw Fugy staring.

Fugy left the shop and noticed the man wasn’t in the corner anymore. He turned the corner and came face-to-face with him and is labradoodle.

The man spoke slowly, in a calm yet intimidating voice, “You should be more careful about who you look at in this area.” The man started to laugh an evil laugh that chilled Fugy to the bone. The labradoodle had a hungry gleam in it's eye as it looked Fugy up and down, licking it's lips.

If Fugy knew this was going to be his ass’s last hour before it got ripped apart by a rampant labradoodle, he would have used it better at the Subway and ordered a 12" instead of just a 6....