About Me
Tranny Dog
Atlanta, GA
A junkyard dog with all Id and no Ego.
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For why?
Wake up, eat own kind, strap Ol' Hubert on, mount, go to bed. Wake up, eat own kind, strap Ol' Hubert on, mount, go to bed....
A friend, Jonathan Joseph Martin, suggested I start this blog to break up the monotony of my life. Meh, might as well.
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2009
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August
(9)
Dear Uppity Bitch at Dog Park,
Tour of Homos: Alan Gold's or Hey, Mr. DJ!
The Way To My Heart Is Through My Loft
Tour of Homos: BJ Roosters
Boldly Going Where Many Trannies Have Gone Before
Amelia, the Teenage Bitch
Tour of Homos: Tripp's
The Non-Gay San Fransisco
Tour of Homos: Krave OR How I Became Mortally Offe...
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July
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June
(3)
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aural fixation
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aural fixation
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
You're Such a Black Lacquer Table
Harley gave me a
Dirty Sanchez
. And I liked it.
Harley gave me a
Dirty Sanchez
. And I liked it.
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