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Besides your dog, can you name one other source for unconditional love?

Horseradish?

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Quote: Erskin Quint

Horseradish?

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What possessed you to name your dog, Horseradish?

God

Myself towards Jellybeans.

It doesn't matter what flavour they are, I have an unconditional love for them all.............

My snakes.
My Iguana
My African Grey

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Quote: Throckmorton Turdblossom

God

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I'm sorry, but He doesn't count.

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Quote: birbee

Myself towards Jellybeans.

It doesn't matter what flavour they are, I have an unconditional love for them all.............

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I feel the same way for my real fruit based gum drops, especially the lemon ones.

Fish fingers.

Regards

Skoob.

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Quote: armfeetandtoe

My snakes.
My Iguana
My African Grey

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I should have required that it be a warm-blooded mammal. Next time I promise to be more specific.

No.

Not sure whether your dog actually loves you - would it stick around if you didn't feed it?

Your dog Dr. B exhibits conditioned love as might have been coined by Pavlov.


But I will admit to being a sucker for animals and it is as near as dammit unconditional.

However, at least the missus doesn't spend her time in front of the fire licking her backside. So although her love might not be unconditional I do prefer kissing her.

You speak for yourself sir!

Who is Pavlov? The one with the dog? Or the one with the dessert?

My Mrs often licks her arse in front of the fire! (Actually, it's not a fire as such, more like a big radiator with a wood thing covering it.)

I love her though, despite the arse licking, but when I try to kiss her to express my sentiments, she tells me to fuck off.

Unconditional, bollocks.

United forever!

Skoob.

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Quote: Skoob1999

You speak for yourself sir!

Who is Pavlov? The one with the dog? Or the one with the dessert?

My Mrs often licks her arse in front of the fire! (Actually, it's not a fire as such, more like a big radiator with a wood thing covering it.)

I love her though, despite the arse licking, but when I try to kiss her to express my sentiments, she tells me to fuck off.

Unconditional, bollocks.

United forever!




Conjoined with a red and white scarf eh skoob?

Skoob.

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I never wore a scarf Lynton.

I was more - how they'd say these days - casual.

Casually

Skoob

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Quote: Dr. Billingsgate

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Quote: Throckmorton Turdblossom

God

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I'm sorry, but He doesn't count.

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He does to count! How else do you think that he got to seven days of creation, twelve apostles, the ten virgins, the cubits of the ark, etc.?

How many pieces of silver do you want for that duck?

I hope you have change for a half-shekel.

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Quote: Lynton

Not sure whether your dog actually loves you - would it stick around if you didn't feed it?

Your dog Dr. B exhibits conditioned love as might have been coined by Pavlov.


But I will admit to being a sucker for animals and it is as near as dammit unconditional.

However, at least the missus doesn't spend her time in front of the fire licking her backside. So although her love might not be unconditional I do prefer kissing her.

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You might be right about it be conditioned love. When back on the farm as a young boy, my uncle let me slop the hogs. There was a huge brooder sow that eyed me the same way my snoodle does. Kind of gave me the creeps.

Concerning the edifying remarks about your wife, you must be a lucky man to have a woman like that to kiss. I would never kiss my dog's backside after he kissed my wife. I am a very jealous man.

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Quote: Throckmorton Turdblossom

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Quote: Dr. Billingsgate

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Quote: Throckmorton Turdblossom

God

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I'm sorry, but He doesn't count.

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He does to count! How else do you think that he got to seven days of creation, twelve apostles, the ten virgins, the cubits of the ark, etc.?

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I apologize for being so flippant. You nailed me with the numbers. Words do count!

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Quote: Throckmorton Turdblossom

How else do you think that he got to seven days of creation, twelve apostles, the ten virgins, the cubits of the ark, etc.?

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Shit loads of wine and a good imagination.


Here!

Have a biccy.

Can I have one?

What IS love. (Imagine question mark). Conditional or otherwise.

Lady G. (BVA)

I challenge you all to define it.

United, the Mrs, and a cold beer on a hot day.

Regards

Skoob.

And fish fingers, and sausage mash and beans.

Cultured as fuck, me you know.

Regards

Skoob.

Unconditional love?
I will have to weigh that up.
Is there anything in it for me?