Let me start by saying that I’m highly against animal cruelty, and people who abuse their pets make me sick to my stomach. I treat my dog like a king and I’d never dream of doing anything to hurt him, and I’m sure he trusts me with that… well, trusted. I feel really bad for this and the guilt is overbearing, I felt like I had to share this somewhere. I was feeling particularly down one night, and I saw my dog come up to me. I’ll never forget the innocent look in his eyes before this happened… well, here it goes. I picked up my dog, and I gave him the big gay. I gave my dog the big gay. Nothing will ever redeem me now, I’m sorry and I hope the fiery abyss of gay will consume my soul when I die as punishment for this horrible crime I committed in life. I’m not looking for advice, but I just had to get this off my chest. I gave my dog the big gay.
