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I have a friend who grew up in LA. His dad was a detective in the LAPD, and he was a very strict man who didn't put with SH**. One day him and his dad were watching TV, and the dog walked right in front of him and took a dump right there on the floor. My friend was expecting his dad to get up and kick the dog or do something, but the man maintained a level head, which suprised him. A few minutes passed, and his dad got up, picked up the dog, and took him outside to the backyard.
To my friends relief, his dad calmy laid some newspaper on the floor, and put the dog on top of the paper. Oh, he's going to teach him how to be pottytrained was what my friend thought. He was wrong, his dad pulled out his service revolver, put it to the dogs head, and BLAM! He then calmly wrapped up the dog in the paper, and threw it in the trashcan. AND THAT WAS IN LA, so IT"S NOT JUST A TEXAS THING!!
Oh, and to wrap up my little story, my dad NEVER shot the dog. My mom wore the pants in my family, we comromised, and kept him chained behind the back garage for awhile til he "learned his lesson." Not my dad...the dog! :lol: