Buntline

@buntline.dog

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Sailor doggo in the UK

A Thames Clipper in a photogenic spot on the river, in front of HMS Belfast and Tower Bridge
A view of my back, skillfully painted with orange and red floof and a fox-like tail.
Screenshot of a Telegram post: “Now, here's my logic. You can take your partner on a Greek holiday, serenade them with music and feed them olives and at the perfect moment, pop the question. You're probably getting a yes. However, if you drag your partner all the way to Africa, and you sleep in a hole in a rubbish dump, and you're hungry and sleep deprived, and then you find yourself trying to fall asleep together on a pile of toxic dust on an iron ore train in the Sahara desert, and you wake up in the morning and they're still there with you, then you marry that person. Forget Greece. Forget the romantic dinner. Sahara Desert. 40°C. Toxic dust. Hungry and tired. That's the time to ask the question. Even if all you've got to hand is the ring pull from an old tuna can, you ask that question, and it, even after all that, they still say yes, then you know they bloody well mean it.”
Close up of a very dirty hand, with a rusty ring-pull from an old can squeezed onto the ring finger in place of a diamond engagement ring. We can just make out a scrap of desert sky in the background, and that the hand’s owner is in a grubby orange sleeping bag.
Ozy, from Dana Simpson’s “Ozy and Millie” comic, looking around perplexedly and saying “wait, what?”
A gunge expert in a paddling pool in a small marquee, wearing a vetinary Cone of Shame that is being filled with vivid orange slime by his friend.
Two emergency wreck buoys (vertical blue and yellow stripes) stored on a quayside
Keys the famous accordion-playing fox, sitting on the steps at LondonFurs. The bellows of his accordion is rainbow-coloured like a Pride flag.
Catalogue shot of a pair of briefs in what looks at first glance like a black and red floral paisley pattern. On closer inspection, some of the paisley swirls are actually disembodied cocks-and-balls.
A close-up view of the mast of a yacht under sail, focusing on a flag flying from the starboard spreader. The flag is hand-sewn, and shows a yellow paw-print, representing furries, on a dark blue background.
A good home-cooked Full English. Sausage, bacon, eggs, black pudding, mushrooms, hash browns, baked beans, and two thick slices of buttered toast. Coffee in a large mug with a picture of Buntline on the side of it, and a pint of orange juice.
A screenshot of the Pawsome Members & Reg website, showing the Registration page. The top of the page says “Status: Room-Share Confirmed”
A pan of bacon frying in the human section of a horsebox truck. There’s an open window above the stove, through which we can see Vicky the horse outside. She’s come round to the end of her tether to see in through the window and seems to be eyeing the bacon.
Mary Berry, the 90-year-old cookery presenter, holding a sponge cake in a publicity shot.
A smiling man in medieval armour (and modern headphones) in the aisle of an airliner.
A smiling man in medieval style armour (except for his modern headphones in place of a helmet), standing in the aisle of an A320 somewhere over the North Sea
A home-made full English breakfast of sausage, bacon, black pudding, fried eggs, baked beans, mushrooms, hash browns, toast, orange juice, and coffee in my oversized Buntline mug.
A slightly dog-eared copy of Ed Knol’s “The Whole Internet: User’s Guide & Catalog”, published by O’Reilly. This is the Second Edition, which includes a chapter introducing the World Wide Web. The first edition predated it.
Library picture of a sex sling.
A large framed print next to the discarded wrapping paper on the Christmas living room floor. It shows a vaguely American-looking train trundling through a scenic landscape of pine trees and distant mountains. Buntline, my anthropomorphic terrier character, is leaning out of a window in his trademark checked shirt and woolly hat, dreamily watching the scenery roll past.
I don’t think I can do them justice. I’m going to let someone else on the thread describe these conjugal contraptions.
An American football player with his pert bottom pretty much on full display under the merest sheen of semi-transparent white skin-tight elastane.
The classic “suspiciously wealthy furries” cartoon.
An automated email telling me that my ESTA visa waiver for the US expires soon, advising me to reapply “if travel to the United States is intended in the near future”. Naturally, I do not intend to travel to the US any time soon. The email also includes a poster-style image whose tagline is the hilarious lie that “Traveling to the US has never been easier.”
My friend in a full-body silicone cow outfit, plus a black PVC trenchcoat, boots, a chunky neck chain with a cowbell, and BDSM wrist cuffs. In the street on a night out in London. There’s a yellow cattle tag in their silicone cow ear, but that’s really not the most noticeable part of this image.
A proper plate of ham, egg and chips, with some fancy chutney, on the table at home.
Screenshot of a receipt from the Python Software Foundation showing a $50 donation.
A generic photo of a box of adult nappies.
Someone kneeling in a paddling pool, wearing a canine surgical collar which someone else is filling up with orange gunge from a jug
A paddling pool set up in a tent ready for a gunge demo. A life size cardboard Mr Blobby is looming over the scene.
Someone in an American prison jumpsuit and a fursuit head, kneeling for absolution before a person in a nun’s habit crafted from shiny rubber.
The inner core and belt mounting plate of a Jay’s Boingy Tail. Without the fur cover, it’s a somewhat industrial-looking silicone and aluminium thing, with six bolts holding it together and “Jay’s Boingy Tails” moulded in raised letters along the side.
A framed Ozy and Millie print, suggesting that “youthful revolutionaries” just want people to pay attention to them.
Screenshot of a Telegram post, poster name censored. “I had a weird dream where I won a Bad Dragon raffle and won 1 of every item from their store, including retired items and one of every item in each size, and they sent it to my address without me knowing and I had to find £3000 in import fees and explain to my parents why a truck was unloading pallets of cocks onto the driveway.”
A street scene with several trams in Hong Kong Central, that I took in 2019 from the bottom of the Mid Levels Escalators.
Telegram sticker of Buntline running around in happily chaotic fashion, possibly naked, flailing his arms and shouting “BLARRG!” and “WHAAAAH”
Telegram sticker of Buntline patting “you” on the head.
Old photo of Mariotte at sea, with a visible bow wave under what the original post claims is the stern.
A lasagne sandwich and a glass of orange juice.
Buntline in fursuit pretending to ride a Voi scooter in the park.
Buntline in a “Himbo Hooters” tank-top and orange shorts, both rather too small but kinda pulling it off…
Wide shot of a random lamppost alongside a footpath, covered as high as people can reach with dozens of small stickers of furry characters.
Colin Furze driving a go-cart propelled at terrifying speed by a home-made jet engine. The engine looks a lot like some kind of brass instrument, particularly a tuba with the big U-bend before the bell.
A large empty drawer, with plywood dividers separating it into six sections.
A large pile of old cables, adapters, and other electronic junk, spread out on the living-room rug.
One of two teams in the Pawsome Nerf Battle, nine fun-looking furries posing outdoors with big colourful plastic guns.
Screenshot of Google’s AI nonsense claiming that a kangaroo’s anus is used “in females, for the birth of joeys”.
Buntline (in fursuit form) standing on the balcony of a New York hotel. Another building behind him has a prominent Stars and Stripes flying from the roof.
A black t-shirt with an image of Elon Musk attempting to give a Nazi salute, but instead being punched hard in the face by Indiana Jones.