Take your damn cats and keep them off the intertubes, today. I mean it!

Good for them. They're of no use in my world, though.

I never claimed to be any better than Vick, at least not in football.

And Moddy...I'm definitely NOT fucking around, at least about my hatred for them. Well, maybe about trying to intentionally run them down. The part about running one over when I was younger....it was an accident, but I still didn't shed any tears. And if I hit one today on my way home from work, I'd giggle.

 

Loves the idea: http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/

 

I don't mind cats so much. It's just that their English is so poor they should stay away from the computer until they agree to use spell check.

 

And in a bit or irony, Ryan will be found dead tonight, declawed by a disappointed cougar.

 

I like cougars.

 

Even when I want to hate your fucking guts you inspire a Delirious-jack and make it impossible to do so.

"You know what I do when you're not home, Eddie? I drive around the neighborhood running the motherfuckers over. And then I laugh my motherfucking ass off."

 

How that never crossed my mind is beyond me. Total fail.

Good lookin' out, tho.

 

"You don't take care of the motherfucker, Eddie. You don't change his litter. He takes a shit in the living room and it's motherfucking furniture. I put my fucking drink on it."

 

Stan just left. I'd watch out for a coupla shining, evil green eyes outside my window today, Sonner.


Oh, and beware small packages from an unknown sender.

 

"People say, 'Hey, that's nice.' And I say, 'No it's not. It's a piece of shit.'"

 

Who do these cats think they are? They come here and take our jobs. They send their kids to our schools, and we have to pay to educate them. Enough is enough.

 

And they render your bathroom sinks useless!