But this time wasn't like it always is. Not at all.
This time we went to the vet. Now I've been to the vet before. I don't really like it but it's not traumatizing. They stick me with some needles and trim some nails. You know, normal check up stuff. This time they put me to sleep. This time during my peaceful slumber they TOOK.... MY.... F'ING... BALLS!!!
They removed my testicles! My testicles are missing. Gone. No more. vamoose. Empty scrotum. Do you know... Can you even imagine what its like to wake up with a valued part of your anatomy missing?
Would you use a pen without ink? Would you use a vehicle without gas? Would you use a gun without bullets? Or a sailboat without wind? NO! Then what the hell am I suppose to use my wiener for now?!
My sack looks like a kids birthday balloon after it has been deflated. Can you imagine the extreme life scarring sadness that little kid is feeling trying to play with their shriveled up useless birthday balloon?
I don't know who i'm more mad at. The vet for removing them or my human overlords for decreeing this dark deed to be done.
The icing on this cake of suffering has to be the ring of shame I've had to wear for a week so I "couldn't lick myself." This just adds insult to injury. It's like a kick in the nuts after a kick in the nuts. Oh Wait... I DON'T HAVE THOSE ANY MORE!
So I found out what a neuter was and let me tell you brother, it not a damn treat. Someone will pay for this. Someone will suffer what I have suffered. The will feel my deeply entrenched emotional and physical torment.
Although, annoyingly, i'm starting to feel slightly less aggressive. What is going on?
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Look at that smug SOB. We are on the way to the vet. If I had known then.... |
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I can't even enjoy being on the boat. I hate my life. |
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WTF?! I can't even begin to comment. |