Poor little puppy!

You idiot are just like what I used to be. A pathetic, lonely little cur barking at everything at everyone that passes by. What makes you so proud, what makes you think you're any better than the ones you're yelping at, you stupid little mongrel? Master threw you out on the streets? Aww, poor puppy, but what else do you expect other than getting kicked if you're always so hostile, so aggressive? Are you hurt? Does your little stomach growl? Then could you not jump on anyone who throws you a piece of bread out of pity? They've done and had nothing against you, yet you make no exceptions, you hate and attack them all. Dumbass. And you expect someone to love you? Please. I wouldn't be surprised if one day someone sick of you snapped your neck. And the world would be a little better place without that one mad stray dog.