This is a story, about a poor pooch who was castrated. And for those of you that don’t know what that is, it is when a male basically gets his balls chopped off and looses his manly-ness.
Well anyways, back to the story.
So this pooch’s name was Jake. And Jake, who was a very wimpy dog, and was always so confused and stupid, that he had to go into surgery. Now this poor pooch named Jake had never like the vets, and hated the needles and such that he was given. Let’s just say, his vet was a bastard. Now Jake who was a very horny doggy barley knew what that manly thing that went up did. He would constantly hump his owner’s stuffed platypus, he had a serious problem. So one day as that stupid pooch went to eat breakfast his owners scooped him up and put him in a cage. “Fuck you, I’m hungry” he said in his doggish language. “AWWW poochy woochy Jake is going to be all better when he comes back” the devil woman said, with her bright red lips formed in a kissing sort of way.
Well Jake’s owner drove him all the way to the vet and left him there until he was to be picked up the next day. Suddenly he got a urge, not just any urge, the kind of urge he got when he had to hump the stuffed platypus. Then everything went black with a sharp pain in his bum. The next day he woke up, surprised to see that he was at home. He felt sorta funny, like something was missing. He eyed the stuffed platypus, and went to look down, to find out why his pee pee wasn’t going out or whatever it does. And he notice those two thingys that hung beside it were GONE. “OH” he cried “WHERE HAVE THEY GONE!?” and then he looked up, and noticed on the counter, his balls in a jar. He was no longer a man doggy, but he was an IT.
The end
by the request of shannon.