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Hey, what's with all the misspelled words?
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Poor kitteh been whacked!
But it iz a nice liddle fishie to sleeps wid.
If only Koick had beamed down dose heaters Bela wanted….
The Godfather V - The Kitteh Chapters
Youse don’t crosses Tony Sorprano’s kitteh!!!!!!
Halp! Somebodies stops me!!! I can’t stops!!!1!
But wait….MAYBE its little shipwrecked kitteh, being pulled to safety be brave and noble and friendly little blue fishie…
who will unfortunately end up being shipwrecked kitteh’s dinner…..
iz bettin dat sum touch-typie kinda cheez-peep kan
post-n-rply-2-demslvs moar deeper dan CH. butt iz nawt mii!
mai fingerer duntz doit!
KK habs ebil plan:
*hands CH a cheezburger Happy Meal wiff rooty-bier float*
(CH: nom, nom, nom—to buzy to type)
I think it B obvious I’z had too much sugar today….
Yay! gib CH moar shugah!
*bis* bis* (dems littul ayre kisses)
cormgr adulashunz!
mebbeh u juss tiepin fasser tahn uz udder kittehz?
an awsum biiiig concatchyamlayshunz!!
eye nebber seed sew menne powtinz awl ina heap liek dat!!
CH ob teh flying finguz!!
dyamundstuddid tie pin award!!1
hab anuddah rootbeer flote an teh martoonie chasr.
eye wud aks 4 a speach, but u seam rader rettyscent 2 dai…
So, tell me, do you talk to yourself while in the grocery store?
If so, tell me how you feel about that.
*slinks awai an hydes in the hippo patch*
OK: so, true confessions: I OFTEN talk to myself in the grocery store because it’s very, very easy to freak people out when they’re coming down the aisle towards you and they suddenly realize you’re muttering under you’re breath - it’s always fun to watch the look on their face while they decide if they should turn around or just speed past
also, has this happened to anyone else: remember when talking to yourself was a sign of insanity… then these new earpiece cellphones came out, and we (in CA at least) got used to people walking around babbling… has anyone else now assumed that someone was talking on a headset when they were actually schizophrenic? it happened to me again the other day and it’s always a surprise, like: “whoa, you’re not on a cellphone, you really ARE talking to someone who’s not there !!!”
There are 2 shelters not far from my office, and during the day when I walk to the bank or the post office I am frequently in the company of people who are several bricks short of a load for whatever reason. No one who works in the neighborhood uses a headset outside because of this. The mutterers don’t bother me too much, since they seem to be focussed on something that isn’t me. The one who argues with the invisible companion, tho, is scary. The hellfire and damnation preacher is the scariest. Actually, now I think about it, the people who support a certain whacko candidate (not a real candidate for president, one of the loony fringe ones) who have a booth in front of the post office are the scariest, and they don’t talk to themselves.
dose brix iz hebby!!! Sumyimez I doan wanna carry ’round a full lode. eether!
yeah. why wudja wantoo?
absolootly—it helps 2 bee a bit Krzy round here!
An hear. Yu doon gatta been krazy to libe hear, butt it haps!
eye ushewallee singinz in teh deepawtmint stoar. get sum phunnee lux but den, der r sum phunnee peepz der 2! an iph eyem nawt singinz eyem resitinz mai choppinz list liek a mantra:
cawfee cukkeez, cawfee cukkeez, cukkeez cukkeez, cawfee cawfee.
halpz kalm mii daon frum teh kaffeen n shugga rush!
chopin liszt?
bowf piana playerz!
but mai fave b Rachmaninobz -
but eye doan see noe wai ob gettin himz an hiz joannah in mai trollee!
chopin liszt:
cawfee
cukkees
cawfee
cukkees
aspirin
broccoli
cardamom…
*whispurrs* mary - watch mee in akshun heer.
okay. i just got bak a sekond ago…
??!!! whah??!!
So - Yoo see wai teh trollz don’t skeer me wun liddle bit?
*whispurrs* you dont have some sort of ring with speshul writing innit doya? like the wunringdat rules themall?
dough-nutz,
eelz (elektrick, ob coarse),
fumb tax,
yessss my pritttteee!!
dunga rees
elbow greese
feather (peacock) cat toiz
opposable fum tax
Generatorz,
Hamster Whealz,
Ice (i forgot teh recipee, so i cant make it at home ennymore)
pssst- just use teh instant kine. just add watta & put on my porch.
Jicama,
Katzup
LLamas (and a duck),
Tra la la la la la laaaaa! Just habbin a liddle fun heer!!
Maybee ai bedder stop - sumwun mite notiz!!
maniacs,
nutz,
odd-ballz,
list continyuus…
Mums , the werd
Nom
Okra
Pekuliyar fings
haha GMTA!
qwince an pieces ob mints
ryce
som mor noms
tee 4 too & too 4 tee too
quirkee fings
rather odd fings
tooth payste
tonsills,
uvulahs,
vegins,
wack-ohs,
X
Y?
kewt cuddlee fingz dat u doan gno wut dey r,
but needz dem 4 a snuggul moment ‘awwww’
eye haz a hawz fulladem!!!1
xtree terrrestrialz
Y? Wai nawt
Zen joeks
zebra fisch (for kitteh pill-oh)
cabbyjiz n kyngz
mennnnyyyy fings!!!!!!!!!!
mai faborite tings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stend B a troll IRL 2?
Kitteh be wearing concrete galoshes….
Dey wantz a pees ob teh akshun.
Ebbry buddy needs a buddy to lub. Dis kitteh has dat cuvered.
bedder 2 hab lubbed an lawst
( oar drowndid as seamz to be teh cayz heer..)
But himz dinnit lawsted himz buddy to lub. Himz buddy to lub iz rite der, in himz uhhhh…. arms
sleepin wiv fisheez liek Lukkah Brazih
… too bad there’s no way to make the lolcat image suddenly go black, like the sopranos
… kitty needs one of these
http://www.kropserkel.com/horse_head_pillow.htm
Stend, dats teh funnyest fing I’ve evver seen!
I luv teh crosses fur eyes an the red at teh neck end.
Now, hoo I’m gunna send dat to?
A SEVERED HORSE HEAD™ IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS
Stend - how yoo keep outdoin yurself iz beyond mai ken!!
Oh, man, I cant wate to gib this to my son for his grajitation frum Kollege in May with his FILM STUDIES Degree. Oh man, how’d juu duu it? He lubs teh Gawdfawther, and he has teh driest humour in teh land. Funny, if a bit sardonic, he is. Speaking of Sardinia, that boi’s SO mediterranian looking, eben tho. he’s anlee HALF Italieano! I woodn’t go aginst him when humor (or deth) is on teh line!
He’ll lobe it 2 deth. (Don’t expekt NE Lol’s; it’s naught his style—but he will be deeply touched, I know). I’d be willing to bet ebbery won of Janet’s cats.
Fangs, agin!
K.
♪
oh wen teh shawk bytez
wif himz teef deer ….
Yay!! Mack teh Knife FTW!!!
Und der Haifisch, der hat Zähne
Und die trägt er im Gesicht
Und Macheath, der hat ein Messer
Doch das Messer sieht man nicht.
(stoodied too much german inz collegie)
mebbe beak oarz ob hour hiztree in teenytineehingerlund
eye fine joymin a fretnin soundin langwij.
eye maed up a shawt lyst:
joimun is fer mekkin waw
frinch iz fer mekkin insultz
spanniz b fer mekkin lurv
an hingliz b fer mekkin dealz!
but datz coz eyem mowztlee 2 ignerent 2 noe wot eyem tawkin bout.
sounds purtee gud eneway.