Ron Mexico a.k.a. Mike Vick's, head will be on a pole

On Ron Mexico's property that his nephew lived in was searched for drugs, but authorities found a dog fighting ring. Ron Mexico, you know what was going on.

Ron Mexico, you may think that you got herpes from that ho in Hot Atlanta & gave it to other sluts. It was really my revolution that infected you. It will be my revolution that will ruin your life for the unspeakable evil things you let go on. Ron Mexico, you will never win the big one. Ron Mexico, you will never do anything more than run around, because you can't throw. Ron Mexico, you will break your leg worse than Theisman. Ron Mexico, you will suffer a long painful fight with syphilis. Ron Mexico, your death will be a slow hanging from your dread locks. Ron Mexico, you will have your head on a pole.
My fellow canines, I will avenge you.
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

He's Back!

Warm weather has come back, & Bogie is back.

I've been battling for about a year now. I've only let him live, because I've been very busy with my revolution & he's being funded by this evil organization which has proved to be evasive.
Groundhogs are giant rats. Why is there a GroundHog Day?
Why isn't there the Bestest Animal Day? Of course the bestest animal would be canines.

I've come up with a new plan. My Hu-Man parents are such losers that they play Mouse Trap. I've come up with a Groundhog Trap.

I’ve to go outside to set it.

I’ll be having groundhog for dinner.

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

Cancer

Schadefreude!
Sara Sue has a youtube post of a cat with a tumor coming out of its butthole.
Cats, your time is coming.
Cancer has infected this one cat, & soon it will spread to all hair balls.
These red tumors will be sprouting out of all of your buttholes.
Yes! Oh Yes!
This cat is just sitting there on the floor playing with its tumor while it kills him.
Stupid Fe-line!

Victory is mine!
Victory for all canines!

The red tumor will kill all pussys!

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

Anti-Dog Sentiment Needs To Go

Following the lead of the great revolutionary The Rev. Al Sharpton, I, too, have decided to take on racism in the media. But I am starting at a different place. Instead of going after rap music, I will be taking on WEATHER MEN!!!
Weather men are horrible racists. Why? Because every year, they start talking about how awful and rotten and hot the "Dog Days of Summer" are. What is wrong with dogs? Further, what is wrong with Dogs' Days? Those should be wonderful things. After all, dogs are:
1) Tough
2) Loyal
3) Super Tough
4) Friendly
5) Honorable
6) Protective
7) Etc.
So, weather folks, I am coming after you. Be prepared, for you have know idea what my dog days will be like!
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

P.S. I know that you are thinking that I shouldn't say "Dog Days" if I have a problem with it. But, it's OK for me to do it because I am a dog. If you aren't a dog, you can't say it. Got it?

Your Hu-Man's Book Of Revelation...

may not have predicted this as a sign of the end of the world, but we have.
In the Book of Canine, the end of Hu-Man kind will occur when cat heads start a theater group.

Bears!

You Hu-Mans have many enemies: cats, Me the Most Fearsome, George W. Bush, Christians, Arabs, & bears.

All bears are your enemies but none more than polar bears. They are pissed off because your global warming is killing them & their habitat.

Let me clarify that I hate bears. I admire their hate for you, but I don't trust them.

A polar bear sleeper cell exists in Berlin. His name is Knut.



He looks like a teddy bear now, but he will grow up & destroy Berlin.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, except cats.

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

There's nothing wrong with taking a nap in a Quiznos' drink cooler.

For whatever reason, the stupid Hu-Mans in Chicago think there's something wrong with a Coyote taking a nap in a drink cooler.

I have only two things to say to Chicago:

1. You only wish you were New York City.
2. All your Chicago heads are going on poles.

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

The Face of Pure Evil

Things That Make Me Angry

Stupid dog owners. They really piss me off. For example, Daddy comes home from his softball game today and tells Mommy about this Border Collie (I personally love Border Collies, they are almost 100% Cash Breeds like myself). Daddy says that the owners of the dog don't give her tennis balls because she just rips them up.
DUH! What else are you going to do with tennis balls? You wait till they get good and smelly and dirty and then you rip them to shreds!
Stupid dog owners. Your head will be on a pole when the revolution comes while Border Collies run around the poles ripping tennis balls apart.
Second, rawhides without peanut butter. I mean, I love rawhides, and I love peanut butter, when are you going to put them together people? I just want to rip all of you to shreds!
Animal shelters. We can get more use out of animal shelters by using the dogs to execute people on death row. I mean, it's cheaper than maintaining an electric chair or using a lethal injection. You also don't have to pay people to work those things. Finally, people can be enjoined from executing someone, but a dog is beyond the power of a court as they have little to no legal rights. Put these poor dogs to work!
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!