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GK, re the insane cat: Are her health issues all cleared up? Is she addicted to Neosporin? Do you now know why she was available for adoption?
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GK, re the insane cat: Are her health issues all cleared up? Is she addicted to Neosporin? Do you now know why she was available for adoption?
She's fine now. She still attempts to eat Neosporin and I have no idea, the SPCA had no details. I should name her Pandora after the metaphorical box she resembles. ><
What he does now instead is scratch the inside of the covered litterbox. There's nothing like hearing the screech of claws on plastic for 10 - 15 minutes in the middle of the night.
Ugh, my cats do that too! In fact, all three of them do that ...
As for finding cat, well, er, leavings on the wall ... I've found it on the wall near the litter box before, at least a foot up from the floor ... cats are always good at flinging things ...
Just out of curiosity GK, does the Neosporin junkie chase "The Invisibles?" That is, for no discernible reason, raise her head, look in the distance, then take off like a banshee? I've seen a cat in the throes of this behavior execute a perfect swimmer's turn about three feet up a wall, so maybe it wasn't flung so much as compression squeezed out of her.
Just out of curiosity GK, does the Neosporin junkie chase "The Invisibles?" That is, for no discernible reason, raise her head, look in the distance, then take off like a banshee? I've seen a cat in the throes of this behavior execute a perfect swimmer's turn about three feet up a wall, so maybe it wasn't flung so much as compression squeezed out of her.
"Oh bother, ooooOOOH BOTHER!" said Winnie the Pooh as he and Eeyore explored his Enchanted Forest
I was doing okay until I made it to this line.... and then I actually choked on my orange Summer's Delight smoothie. Dear God, GK. You almost killed me. Though you nearly killed me, you easily succeeded in killing my view of Winnie the Pooh and Eeyoreforever.
Is this sad that it reminds me of a joke going around at work. We found an old Winnie the Pooh Golden Book titled, Eeyore, Be Happy While it is an innocent title, the picture at first glance looks as though Pooh's relationship with his glum donkey friend is more than purely platonic.
Ok. Its official... InteriorDesecrator and I want a copy of this HOLY CATALOGUE of the NUNAVUTians
This holy tome must contain the code to the elixor of the gods (pimp juice), that makes your pants explode into an orgasmic flame of frozen arctic circle orgy lovin.
This explains why you are sending so much pimpjuice and pants to 867. That... or devil worship.
Pm me or something. We can arrange a secure drop, or third party, or something. Hell, I'll send Indiana Jones, and Solid Snake to rescue it. That or you can send me the web page.
I won't share... I will keep the secret ALL to my self... well... me and ID, and the cat.
Btw.. Look what I found. Winnie the Pooh and Eeyore 69 >.< In cross stitch!
Last edited by MTNLaurelPoacher; 07-22-2008, 03:24 AM.
Reason: MOAR!!!
"Wow, that has to be the best genital analogy EVER. "
Btw.. Look what I found. Winnie the Pooh and Eeyore 69 >.< In cross stitch!
Dear Zod. I will never get rid of the mental image, even if I drown myself in a vat of brainbleach while thinking of purple elephants. Everything is ruined forever.
"I am not able rightly to apprehend the kind of confusion of ideas that could provoke such a question."
I love your posts, I have to admit. I laugh, I cry, I say "EWW" and I wonder what the hell kind of pants you have that makes stupid people want so many of them.
Pimpjuice and Pants = good band name
"Lady, people aren't chocolates. Do you know what they are mostly? Bastards. Bastard-coated bastards with bastard fillings"-Dr. Perry Cox
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