If we had concealed/carry in the UK, by Sunday morning half the drinkers from the Friday/Saturday night binge would be dead. Seriously though, I'm totally torn on the gun issue in the USA. However, I do come down on the side of those wanting to ban automatic weapons.

>> ^Hive13:
I was driving home from breakfast with my wife and three kids in the car on Sunday morning last year. In front of us was a big, white Ford pick-up. Suddenly a beagle darted out into the road and that big truck clipped the dog's hindquarters with his back tire. I know he saw the dog because I say him apply his brakes, yet, in true asshole form, he just kept on driving. The dog darted off into the side of the road, but I could tell it was badly hurt. This wasn't a highway, but was a four lane major thoroughfare into a very large neighborhood with lots of traffic.
I slammed on the brakes, did a u-turn over the grass median and went back around to find that poor dog. I jumped out of the car and ran over to her. Her back legs were shattered and he pelvis was broken. She was in incredible pain. I approached her slowly as I was concerned she may be aggressive in fight or flight mode, but she began crawling over to me with her front legs whimpering and wagging her broken tail. I carefully picked her up and she began licking my face, as if she was thanking me for stopping. I gently gave her to my wife and we brought her home. My kids got her a snack and some water and I wrapped her in a blanket and she was trembling from shock and fear.
She had a collar, so I called her owner and got a voicemail. I called our vet, who happens to live about a mile from us, and explained what happened. He called a local vet emergency room and arranged for a staff to be available. About 45 minutes after we picked her up, her owners finally called us back. She was about 5 miles from home and were overjoyed that we had her. I explained that she was badly injured and that we were about to take he to the vet emergency room, but they insisted on seeing her first, so we waited for them. The owners got out of the car, I could see their kids and another beagle in the car. Those kids were visibly upset.
When the owners arrived, this poor dog tried to jump up and see them, but immediately fell to the ground due to her injuries. As this was happening, our vet had come over to the house, diagnosed that both legs and pelvis were broken and that emergency surgery was needed. He got in his car and actually led them to the emergency room. Remember, this is all on Sunday morning at about 9am.
The owner tried to give us a $200 cash reward. I scoffed and said that money needed to go to getting their poor dog taken care of and that she deserved a big treat after all she had been through. He kept insisting, but there is no way I was taking money from them. He finally realized that we didn't do this for money or notoriety, we did it because it was the right thing to do.
Three months later, the owner called us and asked if she could come by and thank us. She brought her dog over and she looked amazing. She has some scars and a little bit of a skewed walk, but otherwise had recovered well. When the dog got out of the car, I sat down in the grass. She walked right over to me, climbed in my lap, looked up and gave me one, big lick right on my chin. It brought tears to my eyes. After all she had been through, she remembered me and those 45 minutes we spent helping her.
I got an email from her owners a few months ago. She is pregnant. Her owners offered us the pick of the litter. The kids don't know it yet, but we are getting a new puppy from a sweet girl that they helped save.
That is a pretty solid moment in our family.


What a wonderful person you are to go to such lengths to help that poor injured dog! I'm so glad you shared this story with us. This had the best ending too! You will be adopting one of her puppies!!!

I was driving home from breakfast with my wife and three kids in the car on a Sunday morning last year. In front of us was a big, white Ford pick-up. Suddenly a beagle darted out into the road and that big truck clipped the dog's hindquarters with his back tire. I know he saw the dog because I saw him apply his brakes, yet, in true asshole form, he just kept on driving. The dog darted off into the side of the road, but I could tell it was badly hurt. This wasn't a highway, but was a four lane major thoroughfare into a very large neighborhood with lots of traffic.

I slammed on the brakes, did a u-turn over the grass median and went back around to find that poor dog. I jumped out of the car and ran over to her. Her back legs were shattered and he pelvis was broken. She was in incredible pain. I approached her slowly as I was concerned she may be aggressive in fight or flight mode, but she began crawling over to me with her front legs whimpering and wagging her broken tail. I carefully picked her up and she began licking my face, as if she was thanking me for stopping. I gently gave her to my wife and we brought her home. My kids got her a snack and some water and I wrapped her in a blanket and she was trembling from shock and fear.

She had a collar, so I called her owner and got a voicemail. I called our vet, who happens to live about a mile from us, and explained what happened. He called a local vet emergency room and arranged for a staff to be available. About 45 minutes after we picked her up, her owners finally called us back. She was about 5 miles from home and were overjoyed that we had her. I explained that she was badly injured and that we were about to take her to the vet emergency room, but they insisted on seeing her first, so we waited for them. The owners got out of the car, I could see their kids and another beagle in the car. Those kids were visibly upset.

When the owners arrived, this poor dog tried to jump up and see them, but immediately fell to the ground due to her injuries. As this was happening, our vet had come over to the house, diagnosed that both legs and pelvis were broken and that emergency surgery was needed. He got in his car and actually led them to the emergency room. Remember, this is all on Sunday morning at about 9am.

The owner tried to give us a $200 cash reward. I scoffed and said that money needed to go to getting their poor dog taken care of and that she deserved a big treat after all she had been through. He kept insisting, but there is no way I was taking money from them. He finally realized that we didn't do this for money or notoriety, we did it because it was the right thing to do.

Three months later, the owner called us and asked if she could come by and thank us. She brought her dog over and she looked amazing. She has some scars and a little bit of a skewed walk, but otherwise had recovered well. When the dog got out of the car, I sat down in the grass. She walked right over to me, climbed in my lap, looked up and gave me one, big lick right on my chin. It brought tears to my eyes. After all she had been through, she remembered me and those 45 minutes we spent helping her.

I got an email from her owners a few months ago. She is pregnant. Her owners offered us the pick of the litter. The kids don't know it yet, but we are getting a new puppy from a sweet girl that they helped save.

That is a pretty solid moment in our family.

>> ^Auger8:

@dag @ant @pumkinandstorm @mintbbb Someone help me out here and promote this, due to it's relevance in the recent lawsuit. I'd flag it as quality(I only have one Power Point) but I don't think it works the same as a promote does. Thanks guys. Promote the Arrogant Hypocrisy!


Sunday morning might now get toop many views/votes, but let's just start with
*promote
*quality
and hope that helps!

Nice sunday morning wake-up call
*Promote
*Quality

That is what every city looks like at 9:00 Sunday morning when we are all asleep

Same sort of shit happens around here every Sunday morning around 2am.

Comment from website with Murray's test:
This test, to me was reminiscent of Jeff Foxworthy.
If you know who Jimmie Johnson is, you might be a redneck.
If you eat breakfast Sunday mornings at Applebee's, you might be a redneck.
If your Ford Torino is on blocks in your front yard next to your Dodge Charger, you might be a redneck.
If you believe in summarizing the lives of complex people in 25 questions, you might be Charles Murray.

EXCELLENT Sunday morning silliness!!

^Upvoted^
*Promote
*Quality

I quite enjoyed that

A happy song for a Sunday morning.
*promote

or Fritz the Cat,

http://youtu.be/r9VZZFm8ndQ

>> ^Aniatario:

Right, Dewey the Cat. Not to be confused with Pinky the Cat.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dR_LHlFwlhk

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