Theres no bad pitbulls...just bad people...

Lemmie tell yall, when we were children, we had a neighbor....he had kids our age, younger and older. This guy was a real piece of trash. They had the cutest little brindle English bulldog. His name was Mutley. lol He was the sweetest little dog......until he got some age on him. I guess it started when he was about a year old. "Mr Martin" would get his bullwhip and twirl it around and around over his head in the backyard and pop Mutley on the butt. Really hard. Mutley, being sweet and thinking he was playing kept coming back for more. This continued until one day the really nice guy that lived in the Martin's downstairs apartment came out, grabbed Martin by the collar and told him if he ever saw him whip Mutley again, he was going to kill him. His name was Herbie. Herbie then took Mutley and put him in his apartment. The next day Herbie had moved out and took Mutley with him. Though we never saw Mutley again, we were really glad that happened. Mutley was going to be destined to be a really mean dog had Martin had his way. That Martin was a real asshole. It's ok though, cause several years later, Daddy jacked his *** up in his own front yard. They moved about a month after that. Yup he found out the hard way you don't piss of a WWII Navy vet. lol