September 22, 2004
Cat. I'm a Kitty Cat.
Juicy mouse (or banana) to whomever can decipher the verse sung on the striped afghan.(Caution: Earworm!)
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<derail>I am a cat by Natsume Soseki (synopsis)</derail>
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aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!
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prismatic7: Hmmm, no, I don't think that's quite right...
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Make it Stop!
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What the...
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Now that you are all insane, why not play with some dolls?
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Lemme tell ya' Bibliochick, you bought the wrong bananas with this one, baby.
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Hee. This made me smile. Thanks Bibliochick!
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I never understood that one and now it's going through my head ... dance! i'm a kitty cat. and I dance! dance! dance! please can someone make it stop?
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"..decipher the verse sung on the striped afghan." The last word of that section is 'dancing'. I had a sense that the first word was 'furs' or 'purrs' but in the other repeated lines it sounds less like this. The rest I can't decipher.
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This cat is not hep.
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Free cat.
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Oh my God, I can't believe I laughed at that. That's just terrible, fuyugare, terrible.
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I second the shadenfraude. heh. Poor thing. heh. oohhh pppffftttthhhhhh!!
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I knew what was coming before it had downloaded past the sign. I laughed anyway. I'm going straight to hell. *hits self on head repeatedly It's not funny. It's not. It's not. I love kitties, I really do. It's sad when one gets hit. So why did I laugh? Ouick! Someone call the humor analysts. And a shrink.