Look at me while iz talkin to u!
[Continues talking] “Furst rule of fite club. Notalk bout fite club.”
[After the talkin' to] “i r not talkin’ to youze guyz n e moar…”
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*danse danse danse fur Maus*
do teh mash patata! do teh twist!
danse danse twis twis!
Good night, good night; parting is such sweet sorrow, that I ‘ll say good night, til it be ‘morrow.
mai pointi enz bai eny ovver naim wud sting…. OW! Teefs!
This lookz just laik owr 2 kittehs…
Egsept owr orinj/wite wun is biggr than owr tuxedo kitteh, and NEVAR fites bak when he iz attacked bye owr tuxedo kitteh. Owr tuxedo kitteh has had hiz own personal chew toy evar since he wuz kitten. Much fun 4 tuxedo kitteh. For orinj/wite kitteh, not so much.
Sound like mah two kittehs mah orinj kitteh is teh saintly one too, the other
brown tabbeh kitteh is always bothering herz and starting fights with herz. Poor orinj kittehs
ohhhhh… my oranj kitteh is teh bad boy. he is 9 munfs old and alwaz beets up on teh 15-yeer-old blak kitteh.
he eated my cell fone charger tihs mornin too. bad kitteh! i looked all squinty at him, but he duzn’t kno iz not a toy. silleh kitteh.
Mah kitteh did teh saem ting to me whin he wuz a littlol boi. 35 buckses. Sigh.
My kitteh uzez my goggy az a chew toy. an scrachy post. an punchin peeyoh. pore widdle goggy
But dat why we has goggeh! Hims be for teh amuz – amuss – FUN of teh kitteh!!!
oh ya i remberz nao. kitteh saiz “hyoomin, go getz me a goggeh. i iz bored!” goggeh just happy kitteh paiz atenshunz to him.
mah orinj kitteh is more blondy tahn orinj, but him too getz bad end of deel from mai tuckseedoe kitteh…
blond kitteh mebbe elebenty twelb pouns…tuckseedoe kitteh moar like elebenty twenty pouns. it nawt a fare fite.
Ur fase….I haz it!
an i nots givin it bak! MUAHA!
no fair…1st yU “gotz my nose”, now my fase, whut necks? \
my body? my sole?
UR BELL ROWP!!!
Ohhh, kitteh musta been baaad!
C’Mere, ai’s gonna gib u a beeg kiss!
doancha know dat I R ‘llergik to katz? (I R not prejudiced, but ’specially yore colour!)
look at shut yu did, just LOOK at eet!
whut?
whut yu meen whut? teh flourpot yu knockeded ober, whut else!?!?
(kitteh finks to self) whew, i fot she wuz tawkin bout teh stuffs unner teh bed…
o, i naught doo dat, naughty goggie doo dat!
kiss me, you foool!
Teh orenge cat is forsefeeding teh other kitten dawg crunchees, he seys bad words.
Watch out Oreo! Da ornj wons r poison!!
Well, onlee haffs poyzin, cuz he iz also whyt
no reely u gots a hair in yer eye. lemme see!
How dat wabbit get dere?
I won’t b ignored.
Fatal Attraction?
well, wat am i sposet to do? u wont anser mai kalls, u change ur number. . .
srysly pittypat you had him at goodbye…… lolz
he’s jus nawt taht into yu!
Yeah Woodchuck!
U gets it!
disobedient kitteh iz in trubl, agin…
but karl, evereebuddee noes her name be valeree pla—
shaddup skooter!!
I am noticing a lot of “childhood trauma” or “domestic violence” themed pics lately? What’s up with that?
oh noes this place be violint! i wan moar bebbeh bunnies an ranebowz an sleeping puppehs. itz gettin too edgy and thotfull rown heer. pleh.
[SWAT!]
Seconded…
Well… kittehs be vilent. Whut can u sae?
kittehs playz violinz
(senzlislee)
Like teh morallity plays of another age, lolcats serve to teech us whut we shud and shud not do wif one anuvver.
(I’m riting this from hi atop teh lolcatwalk on teh stage back in teh lolstrich pic. I is stuck again. SJ is working on her thinkbetter martoonis, gascat got nocked over when I bounced around and salleh is havin too much funs on teh tramploline. A little halp, plz? kthx.)
Kittelurve an julyistehbestmunf R nao awn stayj, rite underneef yu. Ai showted a warnin to tehm form teh orditorditorium but Ai donut tink tehy herd – It lukked to me lyk yu was gettin faynt form bein so hy an wus wobblin verree neer teh edj ob teh LOLcatwalk….
LCB! LCB! Iz heer! (Iz been heer fur a bit, but WP…)
Nao, dun u wurry, eberyfing is gonna b juss fine. I noe ur a liddle skared rite nao, but lass tiem teh Cheez Peep Reskew Teem gots u down safe and sound. And, we’re gonna do it again. It juss mite taek a liddle tiem to get the Teem togedder.
Let’s see…mebee we can maek short wurk outta dis. U juss jump and I’ll catch u. U noe dat I can catch u, and I promise nawt to spike u affer teh catch. OK…on free…won…tew…
*luks up at LCB*
STOP!!!! LCB, ur a lot higher den u waz teh lass tiem. I can still catch u, but I can’t sai fur sure dat eberyfing will b OK.
Less juss wate heer fur sum moar peeps to arrive. Taek sum deep breffs, relax, and doan furgit to Hang ON!
CALLING THE CHEEZ PEEP RESKEW TEEM!!!
LCB has dun it again. We need the reskew teem to assemble and bring awl teh stuffs.
We need teh peeple catchy fing (nawt teh trampoline), sum floof, martoonies, an ennyfing else u can fink ov to get LCB down. Prolly sum ropes, bungee cords, and parachutes wud HALP!
This iz nawt a drill, this is teh reel fing! Ebery Cheez Peep heer has been trained. Dis is ur chance to put awl ur training to wurk. Iffs u doan member teh training, dats OK, too. We need bodies, peeple!
LCB’s life (and possible ur jewelry iffs u lib in a basement apartment) depends on U!
I iz heer, in awl my rotund rodentness, butt I kant stai long. Whut kan I du tu halp???
(An I brotts sum martoonis)
hao bout some woodchuck cider?
Plz to hurry! I faynted from teh dizzyness and from SJ’s singing and is falling even as I type this on mah Schnozzberry PDA SMRT-fone wif teh Blootoof hedset!
Thas wai she fallin so slow: teh fone service in teh theater is reely bad. In fact, I spect she may evun be hangin in mid-aire if teh service drops.
I noes hao to put on a bandayd or a turnikit, an I can give CPR or a nek massaj. I kin du teh fyrman’s carry or a full nellsin hold. I kin skip an jump (nawt veree hi) an cawl 911. Wich of mai skillz wud be best heer?
Romeow, is it jus yoo an me? (Stop dat singin, SJ! Itz gibbin me a hedayk!)
Git reddee tu cach!
Woodchuck kwik!
U mite be juss wat we need! Iffs we boff get rite unner ware LCB is falling, I can catch her wile sitting on ur bellee? Ur rotundness mai b juss teh fing to save LCB’s life!
Dose r sum mad saving skills, Woodchuck.
LCB seems to hab a split fisicality, so I fink dat ober heer, it’s juss u an me.
*frows bak a martoonee*
Mai bellee is a grayt shawk absorburr! Sit on me, kwik! I hoep LCB can aym his jumpin, cuz I iz nawt too mobil awn mai bellee.
Wayt, if yoo direct me, I kan slyd over to the ryt spot whyl yoo ar sittin on mai tumtum. Yoo giv teh cowntdown, OK?
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*ploof*
*lands on woodchuck’s belleh*
lolcatburglar, u ok? dat was quite a fall! woodchuck, u ok? u verry brave to help out
Yes, Punkin, I is ok, thx.
Thx, Romeow for sounding teh generul alarum, and thx woodchuck for being a round peepul peepul catcher thingy! I vote for woodchuck for teh offishul reskew impluhment of ICHC!
Heer heer!
To Woodchuck…teh offishul reskew impluhment of ICHC!
*sniff*
I juss hate to fink ov wat wudda happened wifowt our Woodchuck.
LCB, we gonna hab to hab a tawk later…affer teh martoonees and teh sleep heep.
OK, mah round bellee fren, we can do dis!
OK, slyde a liddle to teh rite…no nawt dat mush…liddle to the leff…no ur odder leff…OK, dat luks GUD…rite dere…I can see LCB falling…
Impact at…Free…Tew…Won…
OOooooff!
LCB, yoo cud stand tu looz a fyoo pownz!
I hoep yoo din’t git hert wen yoo rebownded offa mai bellee lyk dat. Romeow, I thot yoo waz gonn cach him! At leest yoo halped me moov to teh ryt spot fer teh reskew.
Grayt job, teem!
Nao, I fink I bettah go to teh locka rum. I nawt feelin tu gud.
(Ackshuallee, I fink a martooni myt fix me ryt up.)
eggsellent job of reskew… haf a cheezstraw to go wif martoonie
Wow, dat waz awsum! Way to go Woodchuck!
I doan noe wat happened. I was sittin on ur bellee, wachin LCB, then Oomph!
Woodchuck, u waz grate! I fink I’ll joyne u in a martoonee!
LCB, u OK?
I is a little shooked up, Romeow, but I will beez ok. Did somewun check on gascat?
Mah only regret, other than knocking out poor gascat, is that when I falled into this picshur, I falled diagonally but stoopy wordpriss taked away all teh spaces I typed.
*pouts*
I are a liddle late fur the ketchin part, but I ar verreh gud wit teh nawt-second aid an teh CPR. Duz joo need savin, LCB?
oooh! verree clebber, LCB! Dyagonawl fawlink!! Ai tinks we shud selly brayt yur rescyu (agin). Last week SJ sujested we maek Fry dais teh Dress Up dai – insted ob dress daon – howbowt we dress up as eech odder?
Thx, Miss Dawn. I can has teh martooni-to-mouf resussitayshun?
Oh, and plz to go check on gascat. Poor liddle thing got knocked over. kthxswy
That’s a intresting idear, Ambercat. I will puts on some brown furs and puff out mah belleh in onner of woodchuck, who is mah new heero.
Who u gonna dressupas?
Ai tink Ai will com as Paws4Thot an jus slump heer in a corner wit mennee typs ob Skotch! Hic! Hoo els is joynin in?
ai ees okay, ai can take a hit. ai juss glad we gawts yu bak daown lcb, ai wuz hoping taht eef ai caught yu, yu wuld stawp baouncin aroond teh stayge, ai deedn’t fink yu wuld rebound awl teh way bak up ontu teh catwalk.
glad yer okay tho.
sorree for such latenesstude to teh seene. kittehlurve and me on teh staj singing a dyooet and unbenoenz to us Lolcatburglar waz gettin woozy abuv. I am afeered we mist teh plummeting ebent entirely sins we went to dressing room immediately to remuv cahstooms.
I am shur glad LCB and Woodchuck and Romeow awl saef and, bye nao, probly toetally recobbered.
Sorree fer teh jender confyooshun, LCB. I dint has a veree gud vyoo doan heer.
Wow, dat’s a lotta sparkuls on dat kostoom!
Mai job heer is dun
Off to reel lyf.
(wutta letdown)
maybe bringz back traumatic memories fore sum peepz–
I tellinz landloard dah upstayrs neybur 2 loud an 2 grabbity! I wifholdin rent!!!
http://www.happylolday.com
Do u fink I’z tawking fur mah healff?
Do u heer me? Do YOU heer me?
Oh, wat’s teh use? U neber lissin.
One ov deese dais, ur gonna find owt
dat dere r konsekwenses fur ur akshuns.
I’m froo tawkin. Ur juss gonna do wat u want ennyway.
I gib up. I juss bery disapoynted in u.
Dat’s nawt teh wai I raised u.
Oh, it brings back such memories…
Ov last nite?
spit it out, I sed!!
Chiropraktik kitteh
is prakkiting chiro.
oranjy/witey kitteh: easy now, relax yore muskules
*tuxie relaxes*
***pop***
tuxie kitteh: fanks so mush doc!!! I feels bedder alreddy!
Ooh ai rly rly needs dat kitteh’s halp, mai bak is bery borked! Plz to cum an maek it go pop.
Still?! Por SJ! Ai tink yu need a weekend ob bukets ob martoonees an verree spensiv singulmalt wiskees (bawt bai sumwun els) an tehn yu an teh Yung Nekkid Gy need to re-trays yur steps an go bakwuds threw ebbereeting yu did ober krissmuss til yu untwist yur bak! But we wants him bak in teh nawty barn bai Caturdai nite!
bukkets of martoonies and singulmalts? Ooh! Ahhh! Ouchie! My bak hutz soooo bad!
ok Snorgler; taeks a tikkit an wayt in lyn!
The Poysin One says:
WORSHIP ME!!
Ah says i wuz sory. nao hold stills wile i puts yur ear back on.
plz 2 gibb me my nose back, 2 while U R attit.
Blak an whyte Kitteh: Now we rid of goggie, scratchy, climby tower all ours.
Orenj an whyte Kitteh: NO!!! Is all mine!!! Now you die!!!!
BWAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
U SHUT UP WEN UR TALKIN TU MEH!!1!
domestik kittehs n domestik dispyut
funny
Shhh! I told u not to tell de seekrit passwert!
omg, i loves dis capshun.
Furst aye doez dis faycebustr, den aye flipz into moonsawlt, den aye finnishez wif pyledrivr aynd bakkslam.
Aye iz be teh nex Hulkk Howgen fo sho.
Is not so funneh. One kittah too mean to othar kittah.
and get dat durt off yoo fase!
hao manee times i gotta tells u: U R NOT FROG!!! QUIT CACHING FLIES!!!
I know it was you, Fredo…
no, reallymummuyz! is flyin cheezburgers! look out deh windowz!
Howlded stihll
Let me get U 
Kitteh! Luk at meh while im talkin 2 u! KITTEHS!!!
Assault and Battery Kitteh.
wudda been funier if Mafia…