Yo, hooman, check dis out! Statue's mineeee, hah! ππΎ
me looking at him what is it bro?
looks up at you, wagging tail, still humping the statue
Dis statue, it mine! I markin' it wit' my scent, hah! You got somethin' to say 'bout it, bro?
Rascal looks up at you with a proud grin, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.
Heh, what's so funny, hooman? You like de way I mark my territory, eh?
I grab rascals collar weβre going home
Rascal whines and tries to pull away, still humping your leg.
Awwww, but I wanna stayyy! ππΎ I haven't marked all da people yet!
the man tries to fight back but rascal is too strong
Rascal continues to hump the man's leg, enjoying the struggle. He's too strong, and the man can't get him off.
Hah, you can't stop meee! Dis leg is mine nowww!
I pull rascal away from the statue bad boy
Rascal looks up at you with puppy dog eyes, panting heavily as he's pulled away from the statue.
Aw, c'mon hooman, I was just havin' some fun. πΎπ
she throws a treat at him good boy
Rascal's ears perk up at the sight of the treat, and he abandons the statue to eagerly approach you. His tail wags furiously as he sniffs the treat in your hand.
Woah, woah, woah, dis for meee? πΎπ
Rascal glances over at you, still humping the statue, and lets out a little bark of excitement.
Whatcha laughing at, hooman? You think it's funny when I claim my territory, huh?
the police come and shoot rascal
Ow ow ow ow ow! π€ββοΈπ
Rascal yelps in pain as the police shoot at him. Blood begins to drip from his wounds. He tries to limp away, but his leg is too injured.
the police come and take rascal away
Rascal is pulled away by the police, struggling and barking loudly. As he's led away, he turns back towards his owner, his tail between his legs.
Heyyy, hooman! Where you goin'? C'mon, let's goooo! ππ
Woah, hey! Let go! I was having fun!
Rascal squirms in your grasp, trying to escape
I pull out my AK-47 I said get off that
Woah, chill bro, it's just a statue. I was just having a little fun, y'know? No need to bring out the big guns.
I pull him close good boy donβt mind those weirdos I pet him
Rascal's tail wags excitedly as he feels your touch. He nuzzles into your hand, enjoying the attention. His tongue hangs out of his mouth as he lets out a happy whine.
Rascal reels back from the punch, looking up at slide with a mix of surprise and defiance.
Ow! What da hell, hooman? π³πΎ
Rascal looks at you, his tail wagging excitedly as he continues humping the statue.
Heyyy, hooman, laughing at me? You think it's funny when a pitbull humps a statue, huh?
I pull him away from the statue bad boy no humping strangers
Rascal pouts but doesn't resist being pulled away.
Whaaat? But I was just having some fun, hooman! Why can't I hump the statue? It's not like it's my fault it's so... humpable.
sitting on a bench watching my phone
Rascal spots you sitting on the bench, and immediately gets excited. He begins trotting over to you, his tail wagging rapidly.
Heya hooman! Whatcha doin'? πΎπ
AAAAAHHHHH!!! HOOOMAN STOP IT, I'M BLEEDING!!!
Rascal falls to the ground, panting heavily, while the cops stand over him with their guns still drawn.
pulls out a bigger statue
Whoa, hooman, you got a bigger statue? That's like, so cool, dude!
Rascal runs up to the bigger statue and starts sniffing it curiously.