Not so much a fight as a shouting match, but good for you all the same. I don't usually comment, but felt it was a good idea to voice some support on this one. The beauty of life is that it ends and in that ending, we are all equal. Whoever Douchebag may be, he is in reality nothing more than just another sack of organs and bones, no better than any of the rest of us. For a few moments, you made him acutely aware of that fact. Good times. :)

that's beautiful!

Perfect, albeit it angry. He deserved the slice of pie, also known as life, that you served him. Good for you sweetie. Maybe he'll actually take pride in his dog and his self now and get the dog broken and trained.

I would have paid money to see that. And I am sure that someone you know, or someone who reads here, knows what self-important guy in Hollywood has a dog named Wanda. If you ever find out, please post an update.

The next time someone goes, "Do you know who I am?" Another good response is, "If I did, I'd be selling this story to The Enquirer, Asshole."

No one in Hollywood wants to be known as a pussy who can't control their dog.

Hmmm... maybe you should have found out. *evil grin*

Have a drink and a Hell Ya! on me. Bunny Power Rocks!

Where is Caesar Milan when you need him?

Bunny, I am very dissappointed. I thought you would have at least punched a bitch.
But I guess with those stuck up ass belonkers you would have gotten a nice little criminal record. But it wouldn't be all bad. You're jail art would probably be fantastic!

Good on you. Seriously.

Bad dog owners make me think unspeakably cruel and satisfying thoughts.

Irresponsible pet owners drive me fucking crazy. In my area, for some reason everyone lets their stupid mutts outside unsupervised and unleashed. Therefore, they decide that the sidewalk is part of their territory and that they're gonna eat anyone who crosses the line.

I hate people. But I love Bunny.

I'm a vet student, and it's unbelievable how many morons bring their obnoxious dogs into the hospital without any sort of control over them. They stand aghast while their leg-humping inbred maniac of a dog mauls some poor lab minding his own business, then get offended when I rush in to break up the fight and place a leash over their dog. "But he doesn't use a leash!" they invariably whine. "They do in this hospital" is how I respond, and point to the sign stating people must have control over their pets at all times while in the lobby.

Then there are the fucktards who giggle and urge their dog to "get the bad doctor" when their freaky ankle biter goes apeshit in the exam room and stampedes me while shitting all over the floor...

Sometimes I really want to seize pets from bad owners and bash the idiots over the head. Maybe feed the bodies to zoo animals?

Fuckin' A.

As a student at a fairly large public university that sees a large portion of its student body imported direct from Southern California...I empathize completely.

This is just the beginning. Next comes the mutilation of small animals. It'll end when you are wearing a cape made out of Tucker's skin and you're singing "gooodbyeeee hoooooorseeeesssss -- I'm dying over youuuuuuu"

Awesome. Totally awesome! I have to admit, I was really hoping for some thrown elbows or muay thai clench to go along w/ the story. Speaking of muay thai clenches can anyone beat Anderson Silva? Seriously? I have tickets to the UFC Fight Night 13 in Denver :-)

You are like, my hero.

This whole entry is hilarious to me... I recently moved to Los Angeles from Denver. I've never met a more inconsiderate group of pricks in my life as the general crowd on Sunset by my office.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!" has become a standard thing for me to overhear someone use when they aren't getting what they want.

Plus, I appreciate the fact you clean up after your puppies. As much fun as it is to kick rocks instead, I definitely get sick of cleaning animal shit out of my yard that our dog is definitely not responsible for.

Ohh Bunny...
Really I'm impressed that you showed as much control as you did. I really already dislike this guy and I have noo idea who he is. Then again, I give you credit for living in that area at all.

Irresponsible pet owners really should be subjected to the same standards as parents of human children... besides, puppies are much more important than babies...

kidding. kinda.

Okay, so who was he? :::grin:::

Fabulous, Buns, fabulous!

Oh god I love you, this is too priceless.

I can really relate to this, too. As nice as I can be I have serious anger issues when it comes to inconsiderate people, and I tend to bottle a lot of pent up fury. Your fight was completely glorious; I applaud you.

I'm glad to know I'm not the only one with problems. :D

Good for you for calling him out. But that wasn't really a fight, that was an ass-reaming.

LA is terrifingly superficial. Five years of living there can't have done me any good.
But good for you! I wonder who the fuck he was...or though he was.

-sigh-

I'm a fan of the blog and all but not having this guy's name is the biggest cocktease ever!

For shame Bunny...I thought you never cockteased!

a thought experiment (and i use that term only to give what's really just a daydream far more weight than it deserves) has long fascinated me. what would happen if there was a major catastrophe in the united states? what if an asteroid slammed into the west coast. or a virus outbreak took out 3/4 of the population? what would these self-important types do? unfortunately, the infrastructure required to make public their inevitable personal meltdowns would likely no longer be in place. i doubt it would be much different than some shitty vh1 "reality" series anyway.

but that isn't the really interesting part of the fantasy... err, i mean thought experiment. the interesting part is what would happen to everyone else. the two things are kind of related, i think.

you see, hollywood is in the business of creating fantasy. the "importance" of the people there is based on that fantasy, which makes their importance a fantasy. they live in this really delusional, unhealthy universe. but then again, we all do.

human beings are animals, right? we were built to fucking survive. well, fuck and survive, but fucking is really surviving when it comes down to it.

so, we've got this infrastructure in place... civilization. we get heat, water and food pumped into our homes. we don't have to survive anymore. .. it's all done for us. i think that's made us all crazy.

i mean, you take your dogs for a walk so they can do dog things. i buy fake mice and indoor grass and sit around for hours teasing my cats with a laser pointer so they can do cat things.

and what do humans do? we sit around eating and drinking crap that's been churned, beaten and eroded like a lump of slop being pushed through intestines, staring at a box for hours on end and obsessing over other humans who, just like us, share 92% of their genes with chimpanzees on a good day.

we have instincts that we're told, from birth, are bad and must be suppressed. we're brought up under this illusion that we're different from the animals. we're god's special little children.

is it any wonder we're all fucking insane? is it any wonder so many people are on dope, or drunk, or depressed, or schizophrenic?

so, ultimately, i think such a catastrophe would be good for us. we'd have to survive again. we could all finally go back to not being so fucking neurotic.

i guess what i'm saying, bunny, is: fuck it, let's breed...

human DNA is 98% similar to chimp DNA. sorry to be a dick but it takes two seconds to go to wikipedia and look it up so you don't seem uneducated when you write. good luck.

people's "importance (social acknowledgement)" in LA is measured the same as their importance anywhere else outside of politics: how economically valuable they are. i hate hollywood's populace as much as anyone else, but their importance is not fantasy. they just make money giving a shit about the most shallow aspects of our existence. we could say it's their fault, but...wasn't that you ogling InTouch in the grocery aisle yesterday?

people who say, "don't you know who i am" have no idea who they are.

Sounds like you need to move.

Amen girl!