<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171129005697272889</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 20:52:03 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>summer camp</category><category>sadie</category><category>shit</category><category>camper</category><category>chihuahua</category><category>poop</category><category>epic</category><category>dachshund</category><category>dog</category><category>crap</category><category>cute</category><title>The Great and powerful sluttypig sees all</title><description>Give me like a day and this will be up and running. bitch.</description><link>http://blog.sluttypig.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Nick)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171129005697272889.post-495490102413124829</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 01:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T20:08:57.477-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dog</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>summer camp</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sadie</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poop</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>chihuahua</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>camper</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dachshund</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shit</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>crap</category><title>Pictures of my DOG!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bitch peed on my weave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3369/3207810107_3f34af9c43.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She died the next day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/3298436416_7707905dbe.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was scratching her succulent TWAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3485/3298430826_3958b3f868.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a camp counselor of children 6 and under one of your worst fears is that a child will literally shit themselves. It's messy, it smells fittingly like crap, and when they start crying its just plain sad. Well... At the beginning of one of our camp's semester we were told that this one child had a natural inclination towards self poopulation. He would crap his pants. And for six weeks, five days a week we didn't have a single problem. Not even a ranky fart. Then on THE VERY LAST DAY we smell something getting a little funky down in his Thomas the Tank Engine extra absorbant undies. It started during lunch around 12:30. Then when we got to Pool at 1:30 it was something we could ignore anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we first arrived at pool he said he had to go to the bathroom so I thought to myself, "Haaaay maybe he'll clean himself right...?" I was completly wrong. When he came out he was completly covered in shit. EVEN his hat. It was disgusting, and to this day I don't even know how he got poop on his hat.  And just to emphasize that the poop was everywhere I'll tell you that it was even under his hat on his hair. Much in the same way hair gel would be on a teenage asian boy. In the end my brave co-counselor ended up cleaning everything from a distance with a hose. She's a saint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171129005697272889-495490102413124829?l=blog.sluttypig.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.sluttypig.com/2009/06/pictures-of-my-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nick)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171129005697272889.post-6645677546386855219</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T20:52:20.416-07:00</atom:updated><title>Towel</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a4o9GgTl49A/Sb3M3-Nnv6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9XinWJWZODY/s1600-h/n1062840205_30266218_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a4o9GgTl49A/Sb3M3-Nnv6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9XinWJWZODY/s400/n1062840205_30266218_1598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313628397332053922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171129005697272889-6645677546386855219?l=blog.sluttypig.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.sluttypig.com/2009/03/towel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Goodman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a4o9GgTl49A/Sb3M3-Nnv6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9XinWJWZODY/s72-c/n1062840205_30266218_1598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171129005697272889.post-6459381751460267241</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 21:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T13:49:35.301-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cute</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dog</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>epic</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>chihuahua</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dachshund</category><title>Working..</title><description>Here is a picture of my dog until I get things up and working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v449/86/76/1058580142/n1058580142_1854911_5326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171129005697272889-6459381751460267241?l=blog.sluttypig.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.sluttypig.com/2009/01/working.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nick)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171129005697272889.post-6691923922608962735</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T12:36:19.676-08:00</atom:updated><title>I eat babies</title><description>Blah blah blah Am I working!? Eat babioes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171129005697272889-6691923922608962735?l=blog.sluttypig.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.sluttypig.com/2009/01/i-eat-babies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nick)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
