Aaaahhhh. Oooooh look at the little snookims. I just wanna hug him, and squeeze him, and love him, and cuddle him, and snuggle with him. But ssshhhhh. Don't wake the kitty. So cute. Auntie Chris is slobbering.
Just look at that little face. And those whiskers. And those little ears. And that fluffy tail. And those little paws. Hey! Wait a minute. Who sent you guys in white coats to my place of employment? What's that truck out there? I don't care of you got papers signed by my writer's group. Get away you freaks! Get away! Don't put that thing on me. Hellp!!!!
So...we've all got them. Socks that collect on the dryer that don't have matches. Admit it. You send your kids to school with socks that don't match ALL the time. I'm not alone. And I'm gonna PROVE it. This spot on the arse of the web is intended to make you smile, maybe even laugh out loud, and if I'm REALLY good, maybe you will shoot that Starbucks out your nose onto the cubicle-hobbit next to you.
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Aaaahhhh. Oooooh look at the little snookims. I just wanna hug him, and squeeze him, and love him, and cuddle him, and snuggle with him. But ssshhhhh. Don't wake the kitty. So cute. Auntie Chris is slobbering.
Just look at that little face. And those whiskers. And those little ears. And that fluffy tail. And those little paws. Hey! Wait a minute. Who sent you guys in white coats to my place of employment? What's that truck out there? I don't care of you got papers signed by my writer's group. Get away you freaks! Get away! Don't put that thing on me. Hellp!!!!
Yes that is my cat I am proud to say! And yes my brother took that photo...
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