well sinse u ask
can i has mai digniteh back?
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Hey, what's with all the misspelled words?
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can not has. no longer yours.
Stend - May I do dans of Crismus present in yer honnor?
Missy - ai cannwt speek fur stend, but ai think dans ov Crismus present fur ar ever qwick-thinking stend wud bee lufflee.
Let’s start the dans - an maybee bai and bai stend will stawp bai. An we cud hav somemoar hawt choklit and cookies - an som ov taht good gingerbred, too!
o yea, santaw? den mebbeh ur fass is nawt urs nemoar eithurr >:(!
*sings foar da dans*
Deeeeck da hallz wif grompee kittehz
merararraooooooo marorr meow meowwww
Floffy finks dis costoom’s S*****TY
Meerrewwowororoooww meearrawoo meow mao
Sharpen we our pointee klawz nao
Mwearrwowreroooo meweroeiruwoiwooooo rao rao rao
Whil we dreem ov owr ravenje nao
Merrearroooo mearrrooo wrroaooo wrao wrao!
WIN!!!
deffinut WIN.
Lubbit! Spesshallee line boud Fluffee’s opinun.
dis sawng is SO FULL OB WIN! LOL!
fank yoo elfinugget fur shayrin ur creet…kreat…smartz wif us!
ai loffs teh part bowt grompee kittehz!
*dans dans shimmeh spin*
Win 2 deh max!!!!
Ai lubs lubs LUBS it!! Ai wull bee singinging it awl day nao!! Soe katchee… Ai wull haffta mayk shur Ai eddit teh sekkond part wen teh hoomin kids get hoam frum skool!
*grin*
*doubles over laughing*
elfie… dis is pryseliss. Fanks foar makeng me laff thru a migrayn!
**hugs SarahD**
Ai tew gett migrayns and dey are NO FUN. Do. Nawt. Want!
Ai hoep ur migrayn goez awai soonlee!!
Tank u, zippycat. It dids go awae much sooner tahn I thot. Musta been gud wishez frum teh ICHC peeps lyk u!
Aise soooooooooo sowwy u gotz teh nasty migrayn. Ai getz dem meseries 2. U gotz pillz from dr? Deys bery spensif, but works wele. Someting elses what workes well is 2 shotes ob dat botox stuff. In the top ob fasse (forehead) ons eider sides ob nosie. Lastes maibe 4 to 6 monthes. an is notz as mutch munnies as pillses.
Botox shotz wurkx foor teh migrainz?! Do want rite nao. Fanks for teh info!
Gud advys, patticlan. I has been heering moar abowt taht laetly. Mebbe I need to luk into taht! I do has pills frum teh dr, but tehy dunnot alwaes wurk fast enuff.
Tew funnee! I has been laffin an laffin an nao mai sieds hurt!
fandamntastic!!!!!
Uh, Dood…I ain no raindear.
“An yew kan tellz yor boss aye aynt kno banleedah.”
Godfaddah kitteh maeks santa an offuh hee karnt refyooz.
oar n offur he cant unnerstand
You going to be wishing it was coal in yur stocking dis year!
Kitteh makes stance known;
expresses opinion in
stocking-full of pleh!
Hyumin Crissmiss Day
Empties stocking — eewwww!!
“Kitteh, dis NAWT coal!!!”
Kitteh thinks hyumin
needs new lesson in kitteh
dignity, not coal.
oh Mad!! thats a grate Highk you! Highk you are so hard and fun.
“oh yeah? MRROWWW !!! FFFFFTTT!!!”
“it’s coal in your stocking for you kitty !!!”
bad ideer, eye feer
kitteh getz kole on
himz liddle pink paddy
paws, and maykes dirty
pah prince ebberywear.
dis guise gonna see “claws” hisself soon
That would be the ‘Klaus claws clause’
FTW
I predikt dat teh Claus will git teh poynt(s)…
Santa? Santa? Um, you be skweezing me too tite. Pleez to let go befour I shows yoo my own Claus.
grate mindz fink alike!!
oranj kitteh’s inturnul monolog:
for this indignitude you shallz pay dearly you fatso.
Sanna, wud I be notty ifn I gouge my stoopy hyoomun’s eyeballs owt wif tese canny caynes?
Dat nawt notty; dat justiss.
Amen!
Sea teh wite stuf in kittehs claus? Hims awlreddy wurkin Santy’s beerd!
Yup! Kitteh awreddy gaud hiz claws in Sanna Claws’s beerd! Den Sanna godda grib on kitteh! An wen Sanna lez go, kitteh be gaun fazzzt! Mebbe leef a feuw claws on Sanna durrin exxid.
Kitteh hates his life, Santa, and you.
speshully yoo, fur doin dis to hims.
Santa luks liek he gots into teh Nip. Dats wai kitteh is annoid.
Mai Jingle Harbles - U has dem!
No wun warnz Santa dat eye am poysin.
Wunner wut da penaltee iz fur killin Santa?
It’s an oranj cat! Get in teh sleigh!
Showing much restraynt, kitteh sez: Mus…not…. use Paws of Deth on Santa.
You gotta sleep sometime ols man…and then, eben ur elves cannot protect you!!!!
Mai kittehs wud v dis auf!
I aint pullin ur freekin sley, tubby!
Dat no feel like candee cane in ur poket
Ooh, Santa’s kinky! Into teh felines?
Yuk. Nawt want dis icky commint.
Sorry. Didn’t mean to offend.
Nawt joo .. tho ur commint wuz a liddle icky too .. Ai ment Nick. Pleh. Ick. Nawt want think ov Santa wiff … nawt-candee-cayn!!!
Nawt shur woo luks less happee - sanda owr da kitteh….bof preddy miz-uh-rub-ul iffen yoo aks mee.
but Senta putz dat outfit on willnglee….kitteh jist in wrng playce, wrng tyme!
2 make matturz wurs, stoopy hoomunz nawt kno kitteh iz Jooish.
Aw kitteh, iffn Ai had nown, Ai wold hav vited U to help me lites teh Chanuka candels.
Poor kitteh. Jooish AND poysin!
AWWWWWWWW kitteh, you comes to my house, we wont makes you have does fings on you.
Santa free zone- we has it fur you, punkin kitteh.
Yea, hoo wud doo dis to teh kitteh if dey lubs hims?
sombunny wif moar munnies dan cents,
meening, gots munies to waist on stoopy stuffs like dis costoom, bud nawt enuf sense to spend munies on gushy fuds.
Ai gawt 2 kittehs n une sed ub ranndeer anlers. Ef ai ged dem oud, one kitteh berry long an streches hisself oud wid reer tu mii so ai cannawt reech hims hed. Udder haz purrsnal bezt of remuving dem uf 1/4 secind!
Teh poynt iz tayken, teh beest iz ded, teh fluf gds up yer noze.