Cowgirl Up or Sit in the Truck

Love of my life <3

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:45:00 -0400

Love of my life <3

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Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:36:09 -0400

The picture going around comparing Shain Gandee's death with the soldiers is really getting on my nerves.

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:32:52 -0400

I come from a military family. I understand the sacrifice soldiers make, but regardless of cause of death it is still death. Its a sad experience for ANYONE, and just because he was a free spirit does not mean he should not be mourned.

It is no ones fault but the MEDIA that soliders deaths are not made more public.

thestokedranger: I’m so so so sooo sooooo sad. Keep it buckwild...

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:32:11 -0400

thestokedranger:

I’m so so so sooo sooooo sad. Keep it buckwild Shain. <3

Feels as if I lost someone I actually knew. Shain was always my main man on Buckwild! RIP Gandee Candy

If I was a guy for a day,

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:25:47 -0400

chellodello:

thecolorplaid:

I would:

Masturbate.

Hug a girl to see if it’s true that they can feel their boobs.

Walk around the house naked.

Pee behind a building.

Ask someone to kick me in the balls to see how painful some boys say it hurts.

Yell at girls at the mall saying, “CAN I HOLLA FOR A DOLLA?”

Stare at my penis.

Get a blowjob.

you seem to think that getting a blowjob is easy

it is not

not with that attitude

zihanong: BLUKE!!! My oh my…. OMFG this is great..

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:22:56 -0400

zihanong:

BLUKE!!!

My oh my….

OMFG this is great..

I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL JUNE 15!!!!!!

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:22:03 -0400

Two words:

Luke Bryan.

Ahhhh!! going with my baby and all of my best friends <3 I’m so excited!

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Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:17:35 -0400

♡ soft color blog that always follows back similar ♡

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:50:18 -0400

♡ soft color blog that always follows back similar ♡

lighttheflames: he’s just like so fucking happy. Like no cares...

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:45:39 -0400

lighttheflames:

he’s just like so fucking happy. Like no cares in the world, he’s just so happy being a duck that runs like a fucking dinosaur

They told me the big black Lab’s name was Reggie, as I looked...

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:42:56 -0400

They told me the big black Lab’s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I’d only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the street.

But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn’t hurt. Give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie’s advertisement on the local news. The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn’t look like “Lab people,” whatever that meant. They must’ve thought I did.

But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes and a sealed letter from his previous owner.

See, Reggie and I didn’t really hit it off when we got home. We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home). Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too.
Maybe we were too much alike.

I saw the sealed envelope. I had completely forgotten about that. “Okay, Reggie,” I said out loud, “let’s see if your previous owner has any advice.”
____________ _________ _________ _________

To Whomever Gets My Dog:

Well, I can’t say that I’m happy you’re reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie’s new owner. I’m not even happy writing it. He knew something was different.

So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.

First, he loves tennis balls. The more the merrier. Sometimes I think he’s part squirrel, the way he hoards them. He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there. Hasn’t done it yet. Doesn’t
matter where you throw them, he’ll bound after them, so be careful. Don’t do it by any roads.

Next, commands. Reggie knows the obvious ones —-“sit,” “stay,” “come,” “heel.”

He knows hand signals, too: He knows “ball” and “food” and “bone” and “treat” like nobody’s business.

Feeding schedule: twice a day, regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.

He’s up on his shots. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the vet. Good luck getting him in the car. I don’t know how he knows when it’s time to go to the vet, but he knows.

Finally, give him some time. It’s only been Reggie and me for his whole life. He’s gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn’t bark or complain. He just loves to be around people, and me most especially.

And that’s why I need to share one more bit of info with you…His name’s not Reggie. He’s a smart dog, he’ll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt. But I just couldn’t bear to give them his real name. But if someone is reading this … well it means that his new owner should know his real name. His real name is “Tank.” Because, that is what I drive.

I told the shelter that they couldn’t make “Reggie” available for adoption until they received word from my company commander. You see, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could’ve left Tank with .. and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq, that they make one phone call to the shelter … in the “event” … to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption. Luckily, my CO is a dog-guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed. He said he’d do it personally. And if you’re reading this, then he made good on his word.

Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family. And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family, too, and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he
loved me.

If I have to give up Tank to keep those terrible people from coming to the US I am glad to have done so. He is my example of service and of love. I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.

All right, that’s enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. Maybe I’ll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.

Good luck with Tank. Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.

Thank you,

Paul Mallory
____________ _________ _________ _______

I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure, I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me. Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver
Star when he gave his life to save three buddies. Flags had been at half-mast all summer.

I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.

“Hey, Tank,” I said quietly.

The dog’s head whipped up, his ears cocked and his eyes bright.

“C’mere boy.”

He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn’t heard in months. “Tank,” I whispered.

His tail swished.

I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my
face into his scruff and hugged him.

“It’s me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me.” Tank reached up and licked my cheek.

“So whatdaya say we play some ball?” His ears perked again.

“Yeah? Ball? You like that? Ball?”

Tank tore from my hands and disappeared into the next room. And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.”

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Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:27:25 -0400

ssconcussion: franticshipper: TWO OF THEM IN A ROW I AM SO...

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:25:32 -0400

ssconcussion:

franticshipper:

TWO OF THEM IN A ROW

I AM SO FUCKING DONE

THERE ARE TEARS

me in public:

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 15:00:37 -0500

me in public:
me in the halls:
me in a crowd:
me when I meet someone new:
me at parties:
me in class:
me when someone tries to make small talk:
me at family gatherings:
me home alone: CAW CAW MOTHAFUCKAHS
me home alone: *dances about wildly*
me home alone: *shout-sings broadway tunes*
me home alone: BAHAHAHAHA FUCK EVERY SINGLE THING ABOUT THIS
me home alone: *makes derp faces in mirror*
me home alone: I'M JUST A POOR BOY, NOBODY LOVES ME
me home alone: *watches my shows and openly sobs and writhes from feels*
me home alone: PEACE OUT BITCHES I'M FREEEEEEEEE

sirtroyofbaker: balalaikaboss: ejacutastic: I DIDN’T LEARN...

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 12:46:11 -0500

sirtroyofbaker:

balalaikaboss:

ejacutastic:

I DIDN’T LEARN ABOUT THIS IN DRIVING SCHOOL

Stop says the red light, go says the green

Wait says the yellow light, twinkling in between.

KNEEL, SAYS THE DEMON LIGHT
WITH ITS EYE OF COAL
SAURON KNOWS YOUR LICENSE PLATE
AND STARES INTO YOUR SOUL

THIS IS ALWAYS FUCKING FUNNY

LMAO! only reblogging because of the comments ^

cali-turned-country: cuntpl3te: sh0t-me-outta-da-sky: polldol...

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 12:42:12 -0500

cali-turned-country:

cuntpl3te:

sh0t-me-outta-da-sky:

polldoll:

theysaidyourehideous:

This picture makes me cry every time he’s so HAPPY

Look at this dog. this dog is so unbelievably happy with seven fucking carrots and a damn ball of meat. Why can’t I be as happy as this dog?

such a happy lil pooch

omg

absolute fave pic on tumblr.

omg this is so sweet ahah<3

It’s the hat.

babyimreckless: mudslinginfarmgirl: So true! Being southern...

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 12:40:58 -0500

babyimreckless:

mudslinginfarmgirl:

So true! Being southern doesnt make you any more country!

THIS

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Mon, 21 Jan 2013 12:35:05 -0500

hahahah this would be so true!

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 12:30:47 -0500

hahahah this would be so true!

takeabreaththenrun: fondue-my-star-spangled-ass: giftyisgifted: “man lying in bed smiling” that...

Sat, 19 Jan 2013 14:06:26 -0500

takeabreaththenrun:

fondue-my-star-spangled-ass:

giftyisgifted:

“man lying in bed smiling”

that is not a smile

that is a cry for help

some one photoshop taylor swift behind him please