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Have you ever had to put a dong to sleep?

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Have you ever had to put a dong to sleep?

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  1. A 'dong'? Is that some kind of sexual innuendo?


  2. Yes. I beat the dog to death with my wife's iron d***o. It was a really rough time for all of us.

  3. yes - the poor thing. The motor died and new batteries didn't help, and the plastic was getting weird and old anyway.

  4. No, only a dongey.  Don't even like to think about it

  5. Not a dong? but a Dog, yes.

  6. Yes.  I used rum.  Worked like a charm.

  7. a think a cold shower works for that

  8. Yes I have. But it just could move any longer, the dong was just worn out.

    Oh man, I just saw your name,,,, dang I guess I got this one wrong.

    Yes I have, My beloved Sadie just last year. A Shepherd and coyote mix. 13 1/2 years old. Three years before My beloved Nickie. A German Shepherd 12 1/2 years old. I miss them both very much. It is the hardest thing to do. It is also the most loving act of kindness when they are ready. I held them both in my arms. They were very loyal, more loyal than any man in my life. So far anyway. That will change. =)

  9. A Dong? The currency of Vietnam?

    Yeah, sure was sad. <sighs> But it takes like 16,000 of them just to make a dollar.  

  10. what is a dong ?

  11. I prefer to let sleeping dongs lie.

    (snicker)

  12. >guffaw<

  13. I try not to sleep with my dong.

  14. No, and as tragic *snicker* as it sounds, I did put a ding-a-ling to sleep once.

  15. Unfortunately yes. Youth in asia is sad, but necessary.

  16. The Nolte's dong is always asleep. Why do you think half my harem abandoned me???

  17. My dong doesn't sleep - even in my dreams !

  18. My wife can do that.  

  19. That one is relatively easy to do....

    Putting a much loved family pet to sleep,  is another question.  Yes, and it was a sad time for all us.

    Dongs, come and go.  A good dog is worth it's weight in gold!

  20. When awful darkness and silence reign

    Over the great Gromboolian plain,

      Through the long, long wintry nights;--

    When the angry breakers roar

    As they beat on the rocky shore;--

      When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights

    Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore:--

    Then, through the vast and gloomy dark,

    There moves what seems a fiery spark,

      A lonely spark with silvery rays

      Piercing the coal-black night,--

      A Meteor strange and bright:--

    Hither and thither the vision strays,

      A single lurid light.

    Slowly it wanders,--pauses,--creeeps,--

    Anon it sparkles,--flashes and leaps;

    And ever as onward it gleaming goes

    A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws.

    And those who watch at that midnight hour

    From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower,

    Cry, as the wild light passes along,--

        'The Dong!--the Dong!

      'The wandering Dong through the forest goes!

        'The Dong! the Dong!

      'The Dong with a luminous Nose!'

        Long years ago

      The Dong was happy and g*y,

    Till he fell in love with a Jumbly Girl

      Who came to those shores one day,

    For the Jumblies came in a sieve, they did,--

    Landing at eve near the Zemmery Fidd

        Where the Oblong Oysters grow,

      And the rocks are smooth and gray.

    And all the woods and the valleys rang

    With the Chorus they daily and nightly sang,--

        'Far and few, far and few,

        Are the lands where the Jumblies live;

        Their heads are green, and their hands are blue

        And they went to sea in a sieve.'

    Happily, happily passed those days!

        While the cheerful Jumblies staid;

      They danced in circlets all night long,

      To the plaintive pipe of the lively Dong,

        In moonlight, shine, or shade.

    For day and night he was always there

    By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair,

    With her sky-blue hands, and her sea-green hair.

    Till the morning came of that hateful day

    When the Jumblies sailed in their sieve away,

    And the Dong was left on the cruel shore

    Gazing--gazing for evermore,--

    Ever keeping his weary eyes on

    That pea-green sail on the far horizon,--

    Singing the Jumbly Chorus still

    As he sate all day on the grassy hill,--

        'Far and few, far and few,

        Are the lands where the Jumblies live;

        Their heads are green, and their hands are blue

        And they went to sea in a sieve.'

    But when the sun was low in the West,

      The Dong arose and said;--

    --'What little sense I once possessed

      'Has quite gone out of my head!'--

    And since that day he wanders still

    By lake or forest, marsh and hill,

    Singing--'O somewhere, in valley or plain

    'Might I find my Jumbly Girl again!

    'For ever I'll seek by lake and shore

    'Till I find my Jumbly Girl once more!'

        Playing a pipe with silvery squeaks,

        Since then his Jumbly Girl he seeks,

        And because by night he could not see,

        He gathered the bark of the Twangum Tree

          On the flowery plain that grows.

          And he wove him a wondrous Nose,--

        A Nose as strange as a Nose could be!

    Of vast proportions and painted red,

    And tied with cords to the back of his head.

        --In a hollow rounded space it ended

        With a luminous Lamp within suspended,

          All fenced about

          With a bandage stout

          To prevent the wind from blowing it out;--

        And with holes all round to send the light,

        In gleaming rays on the dismal night.

    And now each night, and all night long,

    Over those plains still roams the Dong;

    And above the wall of the Chimp and Snipe

    You may hear the sqeak of his plaintive pipe

    While ever he seeks, but seeks in vain

    To meet with his Jumbly Girl again;

    Lonely and wild--all night he goes,--

    The Dong with a luminous Nose!

    And all who watch at the midnight hour,

    From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower,

    Cry, as they trace the Meteor bright,

    Moving along through the dreary night,--

        'This is the hour when forth he goes,

        'The Dong with a luminous Nose!

        'Yonder--over the plain he goes,

          'He goes!

          'He goes;

        'The Dong with a luminous Nose!'


  21. Yes. I prayed to Salt Peter.

  22. No. Actually not me but some people did. I seen it. hmm

  23. No, my dong is constantly asleep!! the doctor

    says i have an errectile disfuntion!!

  24. every night


  25. Yes. Hardest thing I've ever had to do. She had a disease, and could barely move her back legs. The one joy in her life was pleasing my dad, and she couldn't do that any more.

  26. You just need to work it until it drops from exhaustion.

  27. no but i think my dad sleeps with one every night XD
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