the plants
they tell me fings
wow, dat’s just crazy. plants cant talk. *sarcasm/ironies* hee hee
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But I doant lissens to dem… whut do plants noe?
do dey no ware teh bukkit is?
Tehy say…. it is nawt in D Marie’s hawse. Tehy also say, hmmm, taht wood make a nyce planter, iffen it didnt have a kitteh playin in it.
giglol ooh, yure teh gud…
bobkittehs r sooo pretteh – DO WANT
In Soviet Russia… Plants talk to YOU.
In Soviet Russia….Plants NOM u.
(I can has Venus Fly Trap?)
cocat u lations d marie. whut kind dans you want?
a rock and roll danse – to Wild Thing?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4qHX493bB3U
iz can do that
shimmy shimmy shake shake
shimmy shimmy shake shake
shimmy shimmy shake shake
whild thing..I THINK I LUV U!
*grabs inbisibal gitar*
Wild fing, u maek mah hart sing.
U maek eberyfing…groooby.
Happy nawt second, DMarie!
*holds hans in ayre an twirls hans and arms in dreemy wai: sings:*
Come awn an hod me tite,
Uh, nawt that tite!
Nysse wun D M!
An conga ratz to yoo, deer D Marie. An whut a GRATE choyce!!! An so nice ov yoo to bring teh mewsik. Bringz bak memrieez, duzn’t it?? Corse – yoo were nawt but a babe n arms.
Ai ar in teh Elektrik Cirkus in Noo York . . .the colored litez ar flashing – teh wallz ar glowing in teh UV lite – teh fog macheenz ar . . .maeking fog. . .ai am danzing *singz sawftlee to self* – wild thing – yoo maek mai hart sing – *danzes an swirlz in teh crowd. . .
Well, I wasn’t that little. Almost, tho. I was 4. But, good songs last a long time. Daddy sang this one to me, too.
Nice nawt second. what danse you like? Iwill join joo
i wud trie de dans tooooooo
where the red fern grows…………..ur doin it rong!!
I wannted 2 bee knot 2nd, butt then my doggy started barking and I haddta let him out to P…stoopy goggies rune ebbryfing!
Better to hab a second than to hab to cleen the carput.
Romeow – yoo ar wize beyond yur yeers!
I fot teh bowels and teh bowels won.
an teh consenants kame in sekond. (butt they tryed harder)
Letz heer it fur number two!
OK, I stop teh potty hoomur nao.
*walks awai embarrassed, but smerking*
tyme 2 go 2 teh loo’s…
CCC is heer wif mop n sopee water to cleen up the mess MM mayd ROFLMAOPIP!!!
I o u 1 2?
O….dat nawttee dawgeee!
Well, purrsunalleee…..
I tink u r prettee speshull fur not qwiklee riting sumting and DEN lettin doggy out.
Instead, u took care ub doggie.
U get a speshul dants fur dat.
o fank U , kafleen…yU issa nyce cheezfren!
Tawking plants?
I want wateber that cat iz habbing.
O i woodnt ete taht iff i were yU, Romeow, itz just a bunch ob weeds.
I frot teh gween leefees were gud fur u?
dare iz a differunce b’tween a vegetabull>/B> and weed!
ooops…i tries wonce more, “begetableand weed!
“A weed iz a plant we hasn’t fownd a yoos for… yet…”
oar we founded itz yoos, adn forgotted….
Ah fownd a yoos fir weed tirdy fide ears ago.
If u step on it and it grows bak, it’s a weed – iz dat it?
“A weed is a plant in the wrong place.”
Amayzing juss how menny rong playces tehyr can be.
it be de weed torkin? Splains wai kitteh lissen… Weed maek kitteh heer funnee tings… Can c in kitteh’s eyz. Hims lissen tu weed tu muchs.
Mebbe weed tel hims tu eet cheezburgr, cos iz nawt plant?
Dis weed be tellin bobkat who passd bi recentlee. When Iz bring wud frum mi outdor wudpyle deh kittehz sniff, sniff, sniff… dey smell deh chipmunks & mousies, and skwerlz dat hid in deh wudpyle in summer.
Sometimez deh sai 2 me – “Hey! dont put dat in de fyre yet! Wee nawt finish sniffin!!!”
Oh, a luberly pikshure I hab in my head uv teh kittehs sniffin, sniffin,…. lukin at u lyke u be kwazee for takin teh wud awai. My goggie sniff, sniff sumpin for minutz( az i waytz pachuntly)….. den pees awn it.
Palm reading….ur doin it rong.
U be given me teh gigles nd noa my fambly be thinkin I cwazy.
Doo nawt feel aloan there, LOLbun – awl ar famblees think we ar cwazy!!!
I dontz hab famblee hear. but teh neighpurrs tink I’m teh JOKER! (my laugh sound mad, cuz hab a cold)
most eggsellent!! maid me lol – 4 shure
Maed me LOL too!!! Tho – ai hoep yoo ar bedder soon. But still. . . ai heer yoo laffing!! an it maeks mee laff again.
Mah famblee nebber hads to FINK ai waz cwazee – dey awlways NOO itz!
eye iz lfmt—laffing frough my teef!!!
Konnysurs ahgree dat an elleygant, dohmestik kitteh-nip kin be as deeliteful and sintilating as importated.
Letz go see Midge!
http://www.icanhascheezburger.com/2007/09/16/itz-ok-but-midge-haz-homegrown-at-her-place/#comments
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Os8YwlnUj08
I can has happy place? This made me think of the song my Daddy used to sing me, that I called the “Blabbermouth Tree Song” as a kidlet. So I did yet another search for it, and there is a new video up on UTube with a clearer version than the previous one… and it has only been up for 16 days now.
ai found teh runnin guy mildlee disturbin. Furst, it was liek “Uh, doan sai he’s a streeker” an then “Uh wats he runnin from? Iz liek hee’s bein chassed”.
Sawree, DM, ai doan want to spoyle joor happee playce.
But it skared mee.
Perhaps I awta go to bed naow.
BTW, tehyr r a lot awf gud lynx on di thred.
*winces*
Ai deffinitly goes to bed naow.
Was a ad for felony shues.
is dat a krime?
Teh running gai put me in ‘nother happi place. He being reminding mee of Frens show when Phoebe telling Rachel dat if funs to run fast and flail armses around and flap in breezes. An Rachel tries it and it iz funs. So is kinda happi place for me.
Hai DMarie,
I lieked it! It reminded me of running in MN.
Ov course, I didn’t run that fast. Sheesh – I wish I cud keep a pace liek dat up for dat long. Fanks fur teh link. I neber herd dat song before.
plantz: pssst, hey, come over here!
kitteh: yes?
plantz: wood yoo pleeze stop peeing on my brotha!? kthxbai
yur bruther is teh roobarb?
wheerd fambly… is it teh asid, oar teh smell, oar teh yeller kuller?
ROFLMAO
*slaps nee, falls dowun cwyin*
WIN!1!
big cat hassa nice, feathery pidlow 4 hiz hed.
kitteh is listining 2 teh fiddleheds…but dey doan play N E more becuz they iz awl growed up.
Nise one!
kitteh is plant whisperer….new show on animal planet….right after meercat manor
big kitteh sez softlee, “eye lubs U, fern”.
Charlot’z Web, ref?
Visible katnip!
iz naugt 2 fern frum hear.
teh greens say 2 kitteh, “fangs 4 been a Karnivore”
Watch out, Mister Green.
Even carnivores can like
garnish now and then.
Kitkay, ur unstoppable tonite!
I ayent got no pause (i iz typing wiff a mowff stick)
Nice big cat…
Liddill Bawbcat, himz
proatekkz t3h plantz. Wie shoodn’t
t3h plantz sez “Fank Uz”?
T3h plantz tell Bawbcat
uddurr feengz, 2. Lykez t3h gud
bugz wiff prittee weengz
Mayz luuk lyke ‘Gawsipp’.
Iz trade ubz infoarmayshunn
dat helpz ebbeewun
Jack.
Psst, bobbie cat: Traps dead ahead, 6 paces, 12 o clock….Don tell em it was us ok? That girlie cat smell? Bogus…I seen where the girlfren been, and boy you don wanna go there…
Deer leaf – yoo just maed Jack’s poem eben bedder!!!
Mai kitteh tink mai ankles tells her tings.
Ai tawk to de trees, but dey nebber lissen to me
it wood b nice iff dey did, butt they just leaf me alone…dey fink I’m nutz, I feer.
‘cept me, i just laff…u gots the funneh
I talkz to em allz but theyz nebbers hers
If a tree tawks in teh forist, but no bobkitteh to heers, duz it maek a sownd?
Izn’t dat a song?
U betcha. obscure Smuthers Bruthers song
oops, i is wong agane. Song from “Paint your Wagon”
Clint Eastwould sings it.
On Utube
maibee shud nawt
Wuz a songz that da Inky Spotz used to singz
A cute picz u haz dere cheezburgur..cheerz to d bigz kitty.
big kitteh says mroawr
could this be the missing lynx between animal and plant?
RoFl!!!
I really like tihs pitcher. I doan knoe why exakly. Iz peasful.
NoNONO…dat plant be tellin teh big kitteh dat it’s gettin HOT and dry down here an I’m furste. Plant say.. What ’s up with that? Ana Big Kitteh say…it’s teh hairless munkees again. They nebber lernz. Tehy gonna killz us awlz sooner or later..you’ll see.
Lynx dahling…does this green look like me or what?
“Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?”
Sorry bout the hooman speek – my translashuns not so good.
Duzzn’t madder – teh lufflee lyikz ar teh impurrrrtant part. Thnx!
Cun ta fink uv it ai mayz be rong boutz da Inky spotz fink dere song wuz Whisperingz Grazz, sorreez
That’s what my song was above… weerd video for it, but was Ink Spots singing.
Deese wud be goode
Roast wif sum cheez
It’s should be like “The Plant Whisperer”
Useded to tink de voices were justz in mai head. Glad to no itz de plantz talkin. Now iz not so crazee, right?
nex i seez ded peple
fenkz, nao tel mi fingz
Iz dat a lolcelot?
We for the Federation of Lynx Against Stereotypes would like to thank the Lolcat community for their gracious and swift removal of the ‘bonuf’ status of this image, as it singled us out as a separate unit for felines. Thank you.
lol
can I favorit thiz?