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Fundamental Jelly is operated, for no apparent reason and to no useful purpose, by Robert J from a small home office in Northern California. Robert J is a wildlife biologist and once witnessed a clown pick up dog poop with a spoon.
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“DON’T PICK UP HIS FRISBEE”
Dog: Blue cufflinks? How gay. I am going to rip your huge melon clean off.
Bertha: Wait! I am almost done. Let me pinch it off first. (God, I hate wiping with a Frisbee).
Dude, you are on your game!!
“Does my breathe stink?”
This photo was snapped during the final round of the semi-annual “Fatty Fetch”, which was won by Mike Tyson’s pet pooch.
The woman is thinking: “DONUTS”
The dog is thinking: “DONUTS”
It was the best of fangs, it was the worst of fangs…
Okay, how about, “Martha was dead to begin with.”
I like. She certainly has a dead eyed look to her. The vacuous smile helps too…
The dog’s wife (also a dog) taking the picture is thinking, “I told Spike that he’d just throw it back up if he ate the whole thing.”
“Thanks for popping that blackhead, it was starting to get really big. And for reopening that hole in my ear, so that I could start wearing earrings again.”
dog: “What if I don’t wanna play your stupid little game ha? Frisbee this, beotch!”
Hey! just stopping by saw you over at bearman. like the blog!
Thanks for stopping by BD.
I know I am late to the party but here’s mine…
Dog: wanna see my impersonation of a pet chimpanzee?
Finally, Travis makes an appearence. I like.
The famous Jelly Belly Whisperer working his magic.