So Melanie Brown rocks a bag of shit better than I do. I mean that shit disgusts me and is the reason I don’t have a dog. I just can’t handle touching another living things feces no matter how loyal of a friend I think it is. I have dog sat for people before, which is surprising considering I wouldn’t trust me taking care of much, let alone my little buddy, but they obviously had no alternative and everytime I remembered to walk that dog, I’d never pick up his shit, I actually felt awkward watching it shit as it looked back at me as to say “what the fuck are you watching me shit for you sick fuck” and I’d leave it behind on the sidewalk. When I didn’t remember to walk the dog and It shit in the house, I’d just spray it with Fabreeze and wait for it to dry up so I could borrow my neighbors vaccuum to clean it up a few months later. I figure that the smell of floral dog shit is better than the smell of my bed sheets thanks to my wife, so it all worked out in the end.

I always laugh when I see a person pick up their dog’s shit, I always gag when I see the shit in the bag and the fact that Mel B is carrying her dog shit disgusts me. Can’t she afford a hired slave to do this shit for her, is she trying to prove that she’s still that bright eyed whore from a modest home in the UK that she always was, only a little older, a with more shit in her hand. So this one’s for you dog scat porn lovers.

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