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Can't help but think of my Lincolnshire Dogman on cloudy nights like these..

What's a boy to do with all these houndish feelings?.. Weep? Sleep? Let a dog bite me? No thanks, rabies is bad.

Just gotta sit here, out on the porch, thinking of him. Again.

You get me? I know you do.

Me (not the lincolshire dogman): Sprinting though the local cricket field, bloody 1996 Beano in mouth.

Liberated, powerful, rare.

You (a cuckhold): At home playing tiktoks, whipping a naenae like the filth you be.

Pathetic.

Everybody going on about Mothman this Jersey Devil that... Not a soul out here fretting over the people's cryptid: The Lincolnshire Dogman!

I weep... I sob..

I howl.

Mouldy Po