I have been arrested for DUI(driving under influence)charges over the weekend.I am writing you this from my detention where they were generous enough to provide me with a laptop.Thanks to my nice attitude towards COPS.We have always helped each other throughout homicide detection history:)
It happened last night as I was driving with my pink-slip panicked after I had lost my job at the mental veterinary hospital.They smelt pink maragarita in my breath.Thats what the gay looking cop said:)I don't blame him.It was the bartender who was kind enough to pour more tequila than the mix.
Now that I am confined solitarily within these prison cells.All I have is time to entertain you with my jail diaries.
They have given me a title of politician among DOGS.All dogs are equal from Alaska to Zimababwe.We too write journals inside while our journey last here with human thugs.
Guess what tho?
All these criminals around were staring so hard at me they almost went blind.
Lute felt like Sir Anthony Hopkins in "Silence of the lambs".Gravity of skeleton perfect flesh of mine is unimaginable they think.But how I know?I think I know:)
Now that I have started to write on one thread instead of many offending others who are uninterested in my bullsh*t.I will be only writing here.Next time I will write about how Lutekukur was born,my experience on the street,on atrip to heaven and heaven itself.
If you are interested simply say MORE in the room.Otherwise I can always stop writing.

Lute from Detention facility(sounds better than JAIL).

WILL YOU SHUT THE FUK UP! GODDAMN. LUTE THIS LUTE DID THAT?

GEEZ, STOP FUKIN WASTING POSTS!

MORE

Save your A$$'s virginity in jail.

I am going to go out on a limb and say : MORE.

LOL.

More :)

Lute Is Born
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On a hot summer day of two thousand and twenty six.Unlike you all I am on a time machine and it's quite a ride:)Lute is already in the future.Before I gave myself a birth as a lutekukur I was a human like you all.But my human self had treated so recklessly to itself ,I felt an urge to kill my human side and reborn as Lute.
My old human self loved dogs.So one day while sleeping with my newest GF named "EGO" which I had confused with "AMBITION".I woke up at midnight and stabbed my human side with a sharp weapon.I stabbed my back thirty times.I was thirty.
I was exhausted that night.Mounting demands of the human world,peer pressure,my unwillingness to settle down after dating quite a few breathtaking Aishworyas of the world namely GREED,LUST,JEALOUSY I decided to quit after my newest GF "AMBITION"demanded more sex after I had fcuked her thrice that night after twelve hours of work.
I still remember the pain I felt for fraction of seconds after I had stabbed myself.It wasn't a wonderful experience after all but as I had chosen to be born as lutekukur I was delivered my new life instantly.Hence,LUTE WAS BORN.
More???just let me know:)

More...:)

Lute On the Street-Day 1
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After attending funeral of his old human self and weeping a crocodile tears for the sake of it,Lute heads towards the street, his favorite solace.Lute discovers there is some charm on the street like no other.It's full of anarchists.They have no law on the streets.To Lute's utter surprise every one is named "Bhusyaha Kukur"on the street.Guess what that reminds him of "Ghusyaha politicians of the street"his human self was tired of dealing while he lived his previous life.
Like "Ghusyahas humans",Bhusyahas have a strong hold on the streets where Lute dwelled.Bhusyahas have a leader like Ghusyahas.All the Bhusyahas worship him like super-dog like all ghusyahas worship their no.1 leader like super-man:).
Bhusyahas create fear among dogs on the street to maintain their strong hold and their culture of anarchy.Lute is panicked after looking at all this.If he had chosen to be one of them he would have not killed his human self and reincarnated as Lute.Frustration speeds up on Lute's mind.Lute regrets to have been born as a dog.Human was much better only if it wasn't of them "Ghusyahas".Now its "Bhusyahas".And they are all the same.
Sick and tired of Bhusyahas on the street Lute now thinks of better oppurtunities life has to offer.Lute decides to leave town and thinks about immigrating to a better foreign lands looking for an oppurtunity.One day on the street of Thamel Lute meets a European old lady while working as a guide as Lute was familiar with them streets.The old lady impressed with Lute's loyal culture decides to take Lute to see Europe and later sponser him(it).
My next episode:
Lute finds himself and his romance in Europe:)

freak lutekukur and his never ending stories...
european or american or nepalese, kukurnis are kukurnis
any difference in romance lutekukur?

LaLa slimdog chito chito..say now..bholi dheki auna ali din lai auna mildaina...chito chito...

waiting...:D

Lute, to be continued...........

Lute arrives in Europe
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The old european lady who Fed-Exed me to Europe in a cargo plane promised me she would meetme in london.She never did:(.
I started to wonder alone in the streets of London.Unlike Thamel I wouldn't meet any street dogs in london unless they were accompanied by londoners.All the accompanied London dogs would statre at me with surprise.Dogs understand each other's minds.I felt so bad about my situation I wanted to jump on the Thames and take my life.But nobody would care.I was alone after all.Only if I had one sympathizer for my death I would have easily done that.Fuc*k this world noone gives a damn about lutes these days.
In a cold winter night,a beautiful young girl noticed me near a telephone booth as she had come to make a call.She approached me.She stared at me and smile.My dirty dog mind fantasized about her in a bed.Lute jumped on cloud9 instantly.Dogs are dogs after all like most men.
"Hi",she said.I barked.She noticed my bark with an accent.Dogs have accents too.My tiny physique would easily manage itself in her long coat pockets.I was in her coat:)
What happens next?Did we happily ever-aftered.:-)we will see.

ha ha ha ... so did Lute manage to take any pictures of the place?

LOL.

:)

Lute...more :)

Alleeeeeee slim dog cho chweet......chito chito say more...:D

lute moro lai cot ko khalthi ma kasto nanyo bho hola.BTW yo jado mahina ko ki garmi mahina ko kuro ho lute?

Lute is surely Jeeve gone bad of the comic world. hahahahah... wow, a very captivating read. Made love to AMBITION thrice eh during the course of 12 hours ?? Quite a feat. Lute's hormonal bits going all haywires there! Hope, not viagra induced though!

Look forward to the next part.

Lute is our own Woody Allen version of the Orwelian ilk! This is Animal Farm Revisited!l No denying about that.

I wonder if Lute is still inside her Coat ko Khalti...
मोरो खल्ती को न्यानो मा निदायो जस्तो छ।

Lute is Born: