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pettyrevenge:

My neighbors like to let their dog run around the street without a leash several times a day. A few months ago I asked them very nicely to stop letting him shit in my yard or to watch him and please pick up after him. They said ok and it stopped for a few days. A week later they completely ignored my request and allowed him to shit in my yard. I caught him several times. So I started picking it up and collecting it into a five gallon bucket. I did this for about a month and a half. Once the bucket was full I took it over to their house before I left for work at 4am. I dumped it on their porch. Looks like now they will have to pick up after their dog. 

It’s been a week and my yard is shit free.

(Source: redd.it, via hotboyproblems)

dogpetter420:

handsssalloverr:

dogpetter420:

There’s water to the left of y'all
Like
Go get it.
It’s always been there.

you know how hard it is to take saltwater and make it drinkable? Not that simple

Why ont you start with removing the salt from ya attitude

(via only1600kids)

urbanoutfucks:

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them

(via cravings)

snartvevo:

me: *naruto runs down the aisle at my wedding*

(via patrik-star)

hotephoetips:

I can’t do this anymore

(via spongebobssquarepants)

dragondicks:

I went to smell my bra this morning to see if it was gross and for some reason the instructions got fucked up on the way from my brain and I ended up putting it to my ear and just listening to it for a second. Idk how my brain thought that would help, like if I could hear the ocean it’s time to put on a clean bra

(via bulimic-cheeks)