The Goshen Dog

[G]

The Goshen Dog

There once was a high school drop out who felt like an outsider, harboring a singular dream of becoming a harness horse trainer—a goal that always seemed just out of reach. More than anything, he was infatuated with a stray dog that frequently hung around the school grounds.
One afternoon after the final bell, he was chatting near the exit with a classmate who shared his social standing when the wandering dog trotted up and began humping his leg. Glancing down, the student didn't flinch or push the animal away, prompting his friend to look on in quiet bewilderment. Amidst the bizarre scene, the student nonchalantly announced that he would soon be moving to a Goshen rooming house to finally pursue his dream of training horses.

A few days later, the student was marked absent from class. During a break, a teacher gazing out the classroom window witnessed a sight she could scarcely believe: believing he was hidden between the cars in the parking lot, the student was actively engaging with the dog.(jerking the dog off).

Horrified and unable to keep it to herself, the teacher reported the incident to the guidance counselor. Soon, both the counselor and the school psychiatrist sat the student down for an intervention. Yet, when questioned about his actions, the student remained completely unfazed, using the meeting instead to rat out other students and repeatedly pivot the conversation back to his imminent move to a Goshen rooming house.

Eventually, the student brought the dog home to live with him. His family was horrified and furious at the prospect of a feral animal moving into the house, but the student insisted the dog would stay strictly confined to his bedroom.

True to his word, the family rarely laid eyes on the animal, seeing it only when the student slipped out to walk it. Aside from an occasional muffled squeal in the dead of night, the rest of the household barely knew a dog was even under their roof.

This my friends is the making of a psychopath who never made it as a horse trainer spending his days on horse plop posting Photoshop AI enhanced photos along with bragging about himself yet all the posters finally realized he’s accomplished absolutely nothing in his life.

[Trigger]

Tell the world looking in at plop the reason you couldn't meet Mike in the Paddock and you chose the Guard Shack or the Racing Secretary's Office at Yonkers Raceway?

No morning Spam blowing up the board, what happened?

[G]

Tell the world looking in at plop the reason you couldn't meet Mike in the Paddock and you chose the Guard Shack or the Racing Secretary's Office at Yonkers Raceway?

No morning Spam blowing up the board, what happened?

Mike you should know better but to ask that. You were a no-show.

[Trigger]

Mike you should know better but to ask that. You were a no-show.

Because you need an active racing license to be in the Paddock?

An invitation means an automatic show, Mike never confirmed he was meeting you?

You have yet to accept one invitation by known people, you would accept an invitation from yourself who has been conspicuously and notoriously dishonest?

How is the discrediting calling everyone not Mike, Mike - success / failure? 

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

Another HUGE swing and a miss for G. Let's start with this story "he wrote"
High school senior? Wild break right off the car, we moved to Goshen at the end of my freshman year.
Jerking off a dog is the best you can do? Only one place I know of any documented beastialiaty, Goshen Historic Track. And guess which USTA Director he worked for??? https://nypost.com/2009/12/19/stable-mate-perv-bust/
Didn't take long for me to get noticed for what I was doing at 20 years old at GHT, not for fucking horses like they were doing on the other side of the track. G says he owns horses right now not far from here and has won multiple training titles. Ok G, which track and what years? Name the yearling you say your purchased at Lexington.
CUE CRICKETS.....
You have good reason to be concerned G, the truth can be bad for some people. Ghosts from the past.....

Thanks again Mr. Bruen for noticing a kid who actually cared and wasn't shoving tubes and needles in his horses.

[seen2much]

The Staten Island Dog

There once was a high school senior who felt like an outsider, harboring a singular dream of becoming a harness horse trainer—a goal that always seemed just out of reach. More than anything, he was infatuated with a stray dog that frequently hung around the school grounds.
One afternoon after the final bell, he was chatting near the exit with a classmate who shared his social standing when the wandering dog trotted up and began humping his leg. Glancing down, the student didn't flinch or push the animal away, prompting his friend to look on in quiet bewilderment. Amidst the bizarre scene, the student nonchalantly announced that he would soon be moving up to Goshen to finally pursue his dream of training horses.

A few days later, the student was marked absent from class. During a break, a teacher gazing out the classroom window witnessed a sight she could scarcely believe: believing he was hidden between the cars in the parking lot, the student was actively engaging with the dog.(jerking the dog off).

Horrified and unable to keep it to herself, the teacher reported the incident to the guidance counselor. Soon, both the counselor and the school psychiatrist sat the student down for an intervention. Yet, when questioned about his actions, the student remained completely unfazed, using the meeting instead to rat out other students and repeatedly pivot the conversation back to his imminent move to Goshen.

Eventually, the student brought the dog home to live with him. His family was horrified and furious at the prospect of a feral animal moving into the house, but the student insisted the dog would stay strictly confined to his bedroom.

True to his word, the family rarely laid eyes on the animal, seeing it only when the student slipped out to walk it. Aside from an occasional muffled squeal in the dead of night, the rest of the household barely knew a dog was even under their roof.

This my friends is the making of a psychopath who never made it as a horse trainer spending his days on horse plop posting Photoshop AI enhanced photos along with bragging about himself yet all the posters finally realized he’s accomplished absolutely nothing in his life.

I am surprised you are not embarrassed by this. This article about you is not flattering. I guess any attention is better than none...in your case.

[G]

Mikeee you obviously didn’t read it thoroughly as usual!

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

I am surprised you are not embarrassed by this. This article about you is not flattering. I guess anyattention is better than none...in your case.

Aww he tried to change the title and location, too late fuckface I always screenshot. You actually corrected it after reading my response? You said STATEN ISLAND senior. What a fucking loser! 

[seen2much]

You obviously didn’t read!

I did. Posting all day and night about someone is not an accomplishment. I'm sorry your life turned out so shitty.

[Trigger]

Title of this thread initially...

The Staten Island Dog.

Now it's The Goshen Dog  🙄

[G]

After a phone call, I had to correct the town. After my informer thought twice he said it was Goshen. My apologies.

[seen2much]

Aww he tried to change the title and location, too late fuckface I always screenshot. You actually corrected it after reading my response? You said STATEN ISLAND senior. What a fucking loser! 

G is Busted!!! 

[Dingus]

Mikeee you obviously didn’t read it thoroughly as usual!

For a guy who has so many horses to train, you certainly spend a lot of time on here.
We wouldn't want your blood pressure to spike too high.
What would happen if and when you get outed on here?

[dougie]

Mikeee you obviously didn’t read it thoroughly as usual!

I read it. Not sure I understand the point of this post. The bigger question is why you have such an obsession with Mike P. ? You and a few others spend almost all your "Plop" time talking about him. Don't you ever tire of that? I know you, like Wiggles44 think Mike P. has 20 or so aliases on Plop. Everyone you don't like or disagree with is the next "Mike P". Kinda silly isn't it?

[G]

He thought he recalled the dogs name as possibly ”RED ROCKET”!