Below is an ABSOLUTE TRUE STORY.

Several years ago I had a huge male black lab - his name was Shadow. We named him Shadow, because as a pup - we knew he would grow to be a very large dog and block the Sun. In his prime - he topped the scales around 135 and while he was certainly a little overweight, his bone structure was built for his weight - and he was quite possibly the most gentle dog you have ever seen.

Anyway - Most days in the afternoon or early evening, I would take Shadow for about a 1.5-mi walk on our little county roads. Every time - he would piss on the same trash cans, mailboxes, trees, bushes,...etc. I would always tell him, "Shadow - your going to miss an important pissing spot one-day because you are wasting all of your piss remarking a territory that you've already marked". I know, I'm a few marbles short of a bag; which is evident when you talk to your dog while walking - but at least he never talked back to me.

One day while walking Shadow, I'm talking with a neighbor down the road a piece and another pretty large dog that I didn't recognize approaches, at first I thought - shucks, this is going to be a hell of a dog fight and since Shadow wasn't leashed nor the other dog - I didn't know if I could get him off the dog or visa-versa, if it came to that. After the initial posturing and butt sniffing, the other dog walks over to a pine tree and pisses on it. This was a tree that Shadow had never pissed on, so he walks over and after a little efforts squirts a little on the spot. I know at this point and time - Shadow is running on empty as far as the bladder is concerned. The other dog walks back over to the tree and covers Shadow's marking. Shadow goes back over and with all of his might - managed to dribble out a few drops. It was apparent that the other dog was not only more intelligent, BUT was much better prepared and hadn't wasted his piss on insignificant objects and pretty much washed Shadow's piss completely off the pine tree. Shadow returns to the tree KNOWING he has nothing left, so he squats and drops a deuce at the base of the pine tree. The other dog walks over, looks at the mess that Shadow has made, turns and looks at my dog with total disgust and walks on down the road.

Now for an OPINION:
Now I'm not sure that story properly describes the ongoing pissing contest between current members and the many good folks that have moved on - or in some cases have accounts on both sites. But it's the same bunch of shucks every time with the same old-assed drama that is rehashed over and over again by a bunch of men that apparently love drama AND pretty much just shucks up the forum(s) with the same bulldoodoo.

And like a true dumbass drama queen - I rose to the occasion and not only read this stupid assed thread, but took the time to post.

"The struggle you're in today, is developing the strength you need for tomorrow."