NICE TO MEETS YOU
u don’t kno where does hands hab been
picture: dunno source, via our lolcat builder. lol caption: Rufus
« Previous Invisible movie explosion | I luvs mah blankit Next »
» 225 Comments
Hey, what's with all the misspelled words?
» Learn Lolspeak — teh furst language born of teh intertubes.
-
Who be Talkin'
idansdansdans on Breaking News – skwirrlgrrl on Breaking News – Aahz on Breaking News – willy boy on Breaking News – Hmm.... :) on monorail hamster! idansdansdans on Breaking News – idansdansdans on Breaking News – Taneen on Nomnivore gabrielkfl on I HAS A FLOOR Jon Ronson on CATS WHO STARE AT gabrielkfl on catendo ds tigerbunny on CATS WHO STARE AT catslave on Breaking News – cheesebrrgrr on Terroar in a tiny town gremlin on Breaking News – 
Cheezburger Network Blog
huh..an U tinks U gotz poyntee endz-
mai claws let me show you dem
kitteh meetz lernin experienz
Congrat on anuvver nawt-sekund post!
Shal we dans teh Lolbstr Kwadrill?
Wil u walk a lil fastr
Sed teh Wytin 2 teh Snayl
Deres a Porpus rite bhynd us
N hims tredn awn mah tayl
C hao eegrlee teh Lolbstrs
N teh Turtlols awl advans
Dey is sitin awn teh sheengl
Wil u com n joyn teh dans?
Wil u wont u
Wil u wont u
joyn teh dans?
Wil u wont u
Wil u wont u
joyn teh dans?
C hao eegrlee teh Lolbstrs
N teh Turtlols awl advans
Dey is sitin awn teh sheengl
Wil u com n joyn teh dans?
Wil u wont u
Wil u wont u
joyn teh dans?
Wil u wont u
Wil u wont u
joyn teh dans?
OOoo…fanks sew mush, Patrick, an Eye wuld LURV to danse the Lobster Quad-thingy. ’specially tooday, whin it’s so brillig out here!
yoo doo teh lolster kwadrill.
ai’m gunna go gyre n gimbul in teh wabe.
I joyn U.
grate, p4t, hear, grab my claw!
>klonk ob klauz grasping<
Ai’d joyn in but mai borogroves R awl mimsy
well, AC, spyke’s mom haz hurr vorpal sord.
An, frum whut I here, it goes sniker-snack.
(mmmmm., snickers…)
mmm…milky way…
Peter Paul Almond JOY!!!
s. mom–bedder b kareful about those borogroves–I herd they’re awl mimsy (meme-sy/) today. An dose mome raths!!! Dere toetally outgrabe today.
yah datz wut ai hurd! butt itz okay cuz ai has mah vorpal sord. n a tumtum tree by wich to rest.
duz teh vorpal blade go snicker-snack?
*snicker-snack!*
May ai joyne yoo, too? But if we ar awl awt heer, hoo iz danzing?
Eye will–wont chew?
Wii iz dansin, free fawrm.
o frabjus day! callooh callay!
wudn’d at be ’snicker-snak’sownd, paws4thot?
umm, sniker-snak, sownds yummy to yippee!!!
Us can outgribe togedder
patrick, i lubs dis! bery bery cleber!!
Patrick has dun so menee wunderful pomes – iz a gift. Ai am bukmarking awl ov these thingz fur when ai figurez awt hao to do a blog. Tehn ai’m going to put awl of tehse things awn it whar everywun can go and see whut ai thot wuz the best ov teh best.
an whilst wii danse, does Slithy Toves ar w00ping it up in da wabes..
menny burgerz fer translatin’ alliss in wunnerland into lolspeeks! yay!!
we got souper here…cuz kit’s on a roll…
a loaf ob bred, iz whut we chiefly needz..
A jugovwyn, a loafovbred an thouw. Taht seems to cubber ebbereeting
But if yu is goin shawping, cud yu get….
A anvil, a banananana plantayshun, an a cupofcawfee…
A doorstop, an egg whisk, and a flare star.
(I’m fixin’ to take a nap (dat’s OKie tawk)…but dis keeps BN two mush fun…)
a dandylion, a ectoplasm, a fujj-cycle…
(too layte 4 mii!!)
a gobbstopper, a huneybear, a icicle
a Janethas4kittens, a kitkay, a leaf
a monokul, sum napkins, n a organ
a peppermill, quinine, n a roaster bag
a spykes mom, a teho, a..a…a..udder stuff
a vinyard, a whine, a xenon
a Yippee! an a zepelin!
waaaaaytaminnit…
Waaat?! Wadidwedoo?
pepper adn vinigrr besidez r bery gud indede
Nao if yoor ready oysters deer, we cans begins to feed!
YIPPEE!!!
But nawt on us! teh oysters craied!
Dat wud be krool indeed!
yippee kitkay, nuther not second!
The cat will regret this acquaintance.
ROTFLOL!!!
craw feesh showz kitteh wut “poynty endz” rly meens.
yah teh krawfeesh sez, “Mai cher, dese MAI pointy ends!”
Is dat a crawdad, a lolobster, or a bery large scorpion? An wut is it doin in teh middel of teh rode?
whai did teh pointy-ended thing kross teh rode?
cuz him was stapld to teh chikken!
whai did the chikken kross teh rode?
to get awey frum teh famr wut wuz staplin chikkens an pointy things togedder!
ROFLMAO! (dass weerd)
paws an claws meeting
mtg agenda:
To talk ob menny fings..U know, shoos, shipz, ceiling Catz–
stuff like dat.
hee! ai LUBS da alliss in wunnerland (an ovver relayted buuks).
doz dey talk ob kabbujez n kingz to?
Yesh, teh tyme has come too tawlk of tehse
yayz! dey also needz to speek ob y da see is boyling hot n wedder piggeez haz wings!!!
Can Ai add cabijes an kinks, to teh ajendah plees?
well..yU knoes, whut wiff dat ole sunny shining on teh sea wiff awl her mite, making dem billows smooooth an brite (eben tho it B teh middel ob teh nite)–it jus mite boyl. Well, dat and I tink dat teh moom is boylin’ mad at teh sun fore comin’ an’ spoylin’ teh fun!
I doan hav a klue ’bout teh peegs, un4tune-ately.
eevenshually deyz jus gonna go n fine demselfs da moam raifs. deys kyute lil fluffy tings! n hoapfulli cheshirr kitteh will poynt dem in de rite wai ob da kween! but dem cards be payntin dem rozez red n dat no good. kween will b angrie n off goz da heds. owweez.
summarilly.
as spoken by teh ORIGINAL lolrus!
do u has enny frennz wif u? (kitteh meremmbrs taht he has a gud A 2 FAY resippee.)
Akshooly, I tink dey shud make sum Crawfishy CreLol.
due wii has 2 shoot R selves back-words-like in teh wadder?
dat wut i wuz tinkin. kitteh nawt luk lik wants to be frien. kitteh tinkin: “jus foun very delish nomnom.” tuxie kitteh gonna grab krawfishie b4 stripie kitteh sees.
ai wud lyke to eenvyte choo en yur menny frends to a partee. we iz reedin’ buuk cawled “tu surv crawdaddyfishez” en ai tink yoo will lyke it!
sounds grate–kin wii danse that lobster-square-thing-y that Patrick wuz tawking about?
Mackeril kat serves az lookout during teh dangerous excange…
Is dat rowd? I hopes dey be’s karefull.
Oh–naugt 2 worry–it’s jus teh Highway to Heck
tabby kat haz archnid-fobia…keeps hiz distence
Wheres the Camera?… this creature too weird to be reall
OMG IT”S A WHATCHAMACALLIT—GET IN TEH KARR!!!
I know sumpfing yU doan know—
I aR naugt left-handed
Princess Bride ref FTW!!
“Aaaas yuuuu wiiiiiish!”
Farm-boi!
And I know sumthing you don’t know….I am not left-handed either!!
ROFL!!!
AWESOME kitkay!!
Pleesed 2 eet…er, meet u.
Wuld u liek 2 dans teh Lolbstr Kwadrill?
Aliss in Wunderland, 4 teh WIN!!1!
jus a minite, Patrick–I am walking along teh beech rite now wif dis here Karpender, an taht krazy lolrus—Karpender wants to gather up oysters, butt stoopy Lolerus losted his bukkit, an now dey hasn’t got anyfing to put teh oysters in.
dont need bukkit. de oisters can walks alongs in dere shoes. (uv korse, dey havn’t any feets)
Dey mai joyn us…but no cans eets dem…dere be an Rrrrr….in teh monf ov Desimbrrrrrrrr
I fot u cud only eated teh oysters in monfs wif an R. Wun of r naybers useta has oyster roasts in December. Nom!
bud, wii cannot due wiff more dan too, two gib a hand too each.
I gess yore write, P. we’d hafta ware glubs and mittens an stuff, an dat wood neber doo to gib a hand two any ob tehm.
Ekscoos me but yu has been introdooced! Yu carnt eet sumwun, wuns yu’v been introdooced to tehm! Is teh badmanners!
Alice. . .crawdad. Crawdad. . .Alice.
zakly!
oh, I finks U it’z my orangey-kusin kitteh that U rlly wanna meet…
Dude, you got the stuff?
Lobstur eez tu leetle. Frow heem bak an catch hez daddi!
I can has crawfish?
Hey–it’s a crawl-Dad!!
Hi cratz. Eye noez hee iz not de lobstur. Butz eef u luk at heem, hee duz luk like leetle bitti lobstur. Sew eye went fur da joke.
Eye seez u had tu derzz een velvut lass nite fur de drezzie okahshun. U had phun?
you wants demz boyld or in de a2fay?
Curious kitteh is curious
rokk, peypurr, scisserz… – HA! I winz again!
crawliy sizzer hands
edward sizzer hanz!
E.S.H. rokks!
Kitteh can only make rock, crawdad can only make scissors. This game not so great akshualy.
U iz so PRAOD 2 meetz meh!!1! Ai Gar-own-tee.
Just-aan Wilson
Mai Mawternall Gran’pearants liveded on teh banks ob teh Amite Rivur in teh Bai-owe kuntree ob suthern Loo-see-an-ah. Awl der naybers wer Cayjun. Mai gran’pearant’s haos was awn Steelts cuz ob teh fludz. Ai wud go der ebery Summer 2 catchez teh fishez an’ eet teh Cayjun cooking.
taht be verry cool! I lurves the flavor ob teh cayjun moozic!
No, wii iz not kat phish.
bud wii is phuny-ish
Yoos scorpio.
Ais leo.
Ai hopes we are kompatibul.
Ah is NAWT skorpio — Ah is CANCER teh CRAB. Well!
*flounces off in a snit — or wat that a Ford?*
ur nawt a kitteh…wut r u? r theez reel?
“Whi deed da crayphish crozz da rode?”
“Dunno, whi deed da crayphish crozz da rode?”
“Sew hee woodn’t bee da udder side —dish!”
hellol. mai name iz sox n ais running for da pressident.
well den since you da hilry clinton cat dis here demokrawfish gonna vote 4 u, yeah!
And dats howz I got mai nickname…
Lefty
Welcome to the border…we accept your plea for asylum
*finks to self* Man dat’s 1 alien alien–hymnz gots his skeleton on teh outsyde–weerd!!!
not that anetings rong wi that
i ’suppoze yer rite–cruncy on teh outsyde, soft an gushy on teh insyde–jus how eye likes ‘em!
Crawdaddy sez. “The welcoming committee gots a weird look, and are they..drooling…? Mus be how is done heer…”
I watched an alternate ending of “Little Shop of Horrors” on my frenz pc….Ric Moranis feeds Audrey (gf) to Audrey the Plant, then after a song and dance number, he gits et, then plant turns into Oddzilla, and rampages the city….Plant is akshuly an alien….mebbe why i tink of this
louks like eye shud start duh off key singin off da eerwurmz to protek owr planette Erf fwum duh ailyuns fwum duh odder spaze.
“….krawfish pye feelay gUmbo, sunufagun gunna haf sum fun own da byooooooo!!”
* off kee singing emmanatun frum Erf meks alyun runs fur, fur away an dey kant shoots da ray gunz cuz dey eers bee cuvvered”
enny buddy else amember teh seen frum “Mars Attacks” wen Slim Whitman wuz singin n it mayde teh marshans’ heds go SPLORT insyde teh helmuts?
datz teh furst fing ai thot ob wen ai red ur kommint mary.
Yeah–I seed it out ob the korner ob my I. Teh odder 3 korners an my flingers wuz cheezin; it up.
w00t
(stops “singing” to say) i fink dem marshuns wuzn splortin cuz of da kyoot!
Dey alwayz tellin uz not tu crozz da rode, like sumphin bad gonna happenz tu uz.
Now wii no da truf, de jus wanted awl da leetli rode crossin phishiez fur dem selvz.
Hai guise. HOW DOES CAT SHAKED HAND?
verreh caerfullee.
lykwyz, ahm shur, ohl chum.
Teh 2 generals meet, bodi gard cat sumz up situashun, “Ok, boyz. Teim to tawk ceez fire!”
Who maided teh fishie awl hard?
sealing kat?
WIN!
Gee, teh loozianna crawldad fest prade gets littler ebery yere.
dat cuz dems kittehs is eetin dems all!
boardah gards sayz
“stop, u has to be a cooute cat to entah kittahagustan”
yo tengo un gato in mis pantelones!
U has a kitteh in ur pants? Den u gits xtry credit!
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi!
fanks, patrick, bud I kant take full Kredit–iz plager…plajer…stolen frum M.in B.
M. in B.? As n Men In Black? No remmemerz dat wun…
Ai wuz finkin ov Fairly Oddparents ware Cosmo n Wanda wuz taykn Spanish klass n Cosmo sed he has a lolpig n hims pantz.
You got to suck da head on da craw-dad
PLEH!!
yeah peench teh tayl an sux da hed.
Jawmbeliii CRAWFISHIE PIE feellaay gumboes…………
Mee-ow-My-oo!
ooooo oooo oooo we jus maid beeeeeg pot o gumbo! c’mon obber fur sum & bring kittehs!!!!!
The kitten is something peculiar but I do not believe that it is certain…. in my opinion is an assembly
Rock, payper, claws: It’s a tie again.
Wer ai groo ub, in nordern Ohaio, wee had crawfish, bud we call em crawdads, an dey were grey. Goggie wud cach dem an eed dem. Naut naice wid dem laik diz pweddy kitteh.
Us, too, JAJEH. When wee libbed in Indianapolis, mee an mah bess frend in summur wud go too creek too teh 2 big rocks. Wee perched on dem rocks wiff owr butts in teh air catchin teh crawdads by hand. Wee lubbed dat. Wee putted in bucket. Den, wehn all dun, wee reeleesed and went home. Wee nebber did get tired ub dat.
Stoopy gurls, we r dem. LOL!
Tabbpols – we caut dem.
Ai fwaid pikkem ub. Cuz ub pointee ends. Nod berry brabe, ebber.
U can pick up teh crawdads if you liff dem by dere back wif ur thumb and forefingur! Dey pinchurs goes snap snap snap butt is awl in vain!
Kritters iz phun to ketch!!! whin teh liddle boyz woodn’t let me play wif them, I went out an cot a bunch ob garder snks an broght teh liddle snakies two teh liddle bois. Dey were impresset.
Ai tink ai cud du it nau ok, Ai speck deh bigpeeples sed naut tu tuch.
As a reel cat, I takes offense to ur peeples attempts to talk lyke catz. We do hav our problems wif grammar n typings, but we does not mispell every wurd. Ploz to stop making fun of what we cant kontrol. We can has respecks?
k THX BYE.
huh?
I can has crack cocayne?
duz wee noe u? *strokes chin an smurks*
kathleen r yoo beein sly?
Ummmm…wha…?
U tell um, Reel Cat! Ebburyboddee feel ashamed noaw!
Diss bee an owtrage!
if we be tokkin reel kitteh speek, we be sayin “meow, mow, mao, meow,”
I fink we soun lyk meester tudball and missus a wiggins.
seriously, whut waz dat?
ai didn’t see et, you?
no me neethur. ah welln neber mynd.
reel cats noe wut wee is typin?
Dey offen sceen lukkin at comepuzer screem
an yu knoes that they unnerstands english- otherwise how do they know wen to give yu teh weerd looks? oar teh ‘yur jus being stoopy naow’ looks? oar the fackt that they noe jus teh rite moment to show up an distrackt yu frum tellin their sekrets… oh hai kitteh! wared yu kum frum?
lolz!! finely sum levity aroun hear—thinks were gettin’ a bit two sery-us an somber.
Immytashun iz de sinseeresd furm of fladderee.
Y Jaheh, due U fladder mii?
Wee fladder kittehs wen wee imitaze der speekin.
An eye iz kitkay, berry muchly like a kitteh. (least my wurds)
Mah reel kitteh slepes on mah keebord.
It luks like tis.
u fn00000cvjjj
lol!
*giggul*
Poirot kitteh say, “I noes u did it. Now I will prooves it.”
au claire de la lune
mon amie pierot
preté moi ta plume
pour ecrire un mot
ma chandalle est morte
je ne plus de feu
ouvre moi ta porte
pour dieu d’amour
sawry, onlee members furst verse.
gud bemembering–icanhaskittehtranslation?
By the light of the moon
My friend Pierot
Bring me your pen
To write a word
My candle is dead
I have no more fire
Open me the door
For the love of god
seeing the translation, i think the last line might be “pour amour de dieu”–mostly ‘cuz it scans & rhymes better! & dredging up junior-high-school (!) french, I think also “chandelle” & “je n’ai”…but that was a verrrry long time ago, mes amis, & i could be wrong (also wrong to correct anything in lolspeak?).
inna spirit uf Christmus daytant, Sandy Claws and Lobstah Claus uhgree to Whirled Peas.
Awwww!!
Dats wunnurfull!
Well, tanks fur deelayin mah messuj, wurd press! I is the infumus Butt Pain Troll! *snickur*
Awwwww!!
dat wuz wunnurfull!!!
Yesh—berry, berry mush so!
(butt Oklahoma looks lyke whirled Peas rite now–broken trees eberywhere [including my beloved redbud], lines down, “winter mix”–a noo turm I lernded on teh rade-e-0, meens all sorts ob coldish water–snoe, sleat, rayne, eyes…
menny peepz hab no ‘lektricity, I do, thou, tankfully. well, ina few daze, wii will B bak OK)
Haup yer favrid tree recovers.
me finks teh nurseries an garten centres will make out like bandits cume spring dis year.
me tew- duh redbudz iz duh wons wich luuk sew purty in spring, rite?
yup. It’s are state tree.
arz be teg goggiewud tree- ar pritty in spreng 2!
I’m really late with saying I’m sorry you got horrible weather. Uggghhh! I has a wax myrtle (about the same size as a redbud) that has been uprooted by two hurricanes, split down the middle by an ice storm, and just generally led the hardest life a tree could live. Srsly, after Isabel, teh 3 of us had to go out and lift the tree off the top of the car and put it back in the ground. So, my advice: don’t give up on your tree. http://www.arborday.org/media/stormrecovery/ has good advice on what to do.
I’ve become very fond of my wax myrtle because it is such a survivor. It isn’t as pretty now, but when it blooms it still smells wonderful.
looks like whirled peas, only not green, right? i can has world peace w/side of environmentalism?
oops, this didn’t post 1st time–just as well, ‘cuz I forgot to add the last part:
looks like whirled peas, only not green, right? i can has world peace w/side of environmentalism?
(& i hope OK will be OK after snowstorm)
dis is so moving. *sniffz* da two put aside dere differences 4 da holidayz. :*)
Ui que perigo gatinho
I can has translation frum teh Portuguess, plz?
I don kno about lobster-dans-thingy, but he be a crawfish. Lobsters liv in da ocean. I can has etouffee’?
Why did tha crawfish cross da road, anyway? Kitteh made him do it?
close enuff fur us…wee dantses fur anyting!
Dems cajun kittehs. Kitteh says comment ca va, cher? Bien?
den da cajun kitteh sez whydon yawl cum on obber? We’d lik to hab you fur dinur fur some etuffay… (hehe)
Kitteh: Hai
Li’l guy: Ha, got ur finger!
Crustashun: Hiya, which way is da beech plz?
Kitteh: Come wiz me, mon frer… (humming) Le poisson, le poisson, how I luv le poisson…
Crustashun: ummmm…I find id mahself. Kthxbai.
Lil Mermayd FTW
“Pull mah finger…I means, claw. Heh heh…”
Tuxy: “Hey, huh huh. Pull mah finguh, u!”
Spicy: “Aw, man, doan pick on teh little dude…Little dude, doan doo it!”
Tuxy: “Shuddup, u! Pull mah finguh, Ginger! Huh huh! Huh huh!”
PIIIIIINNNNNNNNCCCCHHHH!
/hilarity ensoos…
pure gold!
reeellee?
Tanks!
I tot mite bee kinda dum an i mite get low votzez….
Tank u, yippee!
This had to be a Louisianna or Alabama cat…
why?
How is kitteh like crawdad?
one has claws at teh end of hiz paws,
odder has pause at teh end of kitteh clause!
Nice to meets you-
Hope you guess my NAME…
‘guess what’s puzzlin’ you is the
Nature of my ga-ame…
oooo
skeh-wee……
’s’ he gits fur croosin down that rode!!!
“Noz eyes donts has Grey PouPAWn?”
kitty is cruisin for a bruisin
Ketteh about to lern important life lesson: funne-looking crustacean claw pinch hard!
Very Pink Floyd Wish You Where Here.
Dairy & Oliver?
Yea keep playing with scopion until u get stung! hahaha you can has dat scopion?
I hope that’s not a scorpion. o_O
Hahaha omg this is so cute!