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hai- 5 bro!
“…… bakkerz man … baek me guushifuud fazzt az yu kan…..”
elfi, I left u hugs ober awn, um, where u were talkin about hazzin a sad. BTDT, take care girl!
form of – an ice can opener !!!
y come u alwayz git to turn into sum made up super aminal like a kathluzian fang bear, n i haz to be some lame water objekt?
form of – a subway puddle !!!
( one of the first things the resident assistant told us on arriving to NYC, in the 80’s, was “it doesn’t rain in the subways” – took us idiot kids a month to figure it out )
Wuz u taking teh P Train?
whin yoo gitz up to Beentown, bee shure 2 git on teh “Lelllo lyne”1
Shape ob beer bottle!
kin yoo plz skrach my pa rite herrree……ahhhhh…..fanks d00d!
thumm-rassel: naught so grate wiff nawt-’possable fumbs!
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Form of: a kitteh! Shape of: teh fatal cuteness!
tawk 2 teh hand….o, wate, yore is tawkon 2 my hand!
hand jive!!
datz teh danz wii can awl du sittin daon!
but it duz spill teh martooniez!!? 1
R deese Q-T’s R naught sitting on a obligertory ironic soffa?
How ironic.
Kitkay! Fyve clebber commentz in unner five minnums! Startin wid a big nawt sekkund. Dang Yer Gud! Con-cat-ulashuns! I’d sujjest a danse an dwink but its mebe a lill early fer the dwink (you could twist muh arem wiffout mush effert) and Esther mite nawt unnerstand me dancing wiff a woman she don’t know. But you are de winner so you chuse!
sankue, SnE….Esther yoo B steppin up here, 2 now. I naught been here 4 a cupple ob days, an hab been werkin’ mah durn fool haid off takin’ kare ob 2 “speshul-needy” fambily memmbers (i iz teh ONLY won hoo ‘members!)—–So i B wantting to shed my goody-2-shooz imaje an hed out on teh hai-way an B totin’ awl manner ob verboten potablez…….
Muzik: Born 2 B wy-eye-uld…..
Eye-ron Budderfly wif John Kay FTW!. Verboten potablez is muh favorite kinds.
Eyes sittin here at muh desk, listenin to Tom and Ray the Car Guys, luking out the winder and I have seen so far dis mawning three wild turkeys, one red fawx, hordes of chipmawnks, many skwirls, uncountable boids of all sorts, and now I have a pair of phoebes building a nest above muh offis winder. Lyfe is gud.
So I fergit how to dants to Born 2 b Wy-eye-uld. I fink dat it involvse stompin and flailin.
*stomp*
*stomp*
*stomp*
*wild Flailing of arms*
*stomp*
*stomp*
*flail*
*flail*
*stomp*
Please nawt to tell Tidmum and udder gud dantzers about me gyrating like I has recently been in contact wif high voltage power line. It mite damage muh Udderwise highly dignified personnah.
Ai am watching.
oh nertz, er um I hadda big itch inna middle of muy back dat I wuz trine to git to das awl.
Yeah Yeah. Heehee!
We gotz peeps hear wif “highly dignified personnahs”???
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*luuks arownd puzzuledlee*
Ise been known to okaishunally employ der hyperbolee. Wait, Wut? Yo doesn’t find me dignerfried? Come ober here an say dat! Oh, hole on, Wayt – yer from Jersey roit? Nemme mid. You can stay right dere.
now dis iz a site 4 sore eyes!!!
*makes note to self to tell Kafleen her leksure werked*
gud dans!! mus be all teh wilflife wut ’spired yew!!!
in onner ob SolnE – Born to be wild!!! yeeeeeeeee hahhhhhhh
NOOOOOOO!! If yo tells Kafleen she’ll fink it wuz the boppin wif the donky wut done it an I’ll nebber be free. I only dantzed wiff muh fren Kitkay cause der wus nobody elst here to sillybrate her nawt sekkund. Pleez pleez pleez done tell Kafleen, I’ll be yer bes fren.
OTAY, eye will trai tew keep yr seeecret, but i kin only garrantee mai silence…..
and ONLY if yew keeps up yr dancin ways!!
an also………
cuz ai needs a bes fren!!!
*hangs hed an shuffels inna dirt*
Oh Pshaww! Yo has many frens here, yo needs a best fren like I need to com outa muh shell and be less inhibiteded. On de udder han, a best fren is a different kinda beast (an Ise a much more differenter beast den many here) so I’ll be der bes fren, no prollem. Whaadya need yoer new bes fren to do?
Muh folkses axually made me attend dance class when I was fourteen, dey claimed it was derigger. It axually weren’t too bad but then about six munfs later I discovered rock and roll (nighty night fawx trot) and a different kinda dantzin (MC5- Electric Flagg, Who, Zepplin, Airplan, Byrds, DED) and the stompin and flailin was awl that wus left. So, “Muh momma tried to raise me bedder but her pleadings I denied and now there’s no one elst to blame cause momma tried.” O
jes be der 4 me……. an ai’ll be der 4 yew tew
yr rite, ai got lots ob frens……. can allus habs more!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUzgToWoA-U&feature=related
uh oh, eye m screwt.
LOLOLOL!!!!
I dans like teh Ed Grimley.
But, du yu hab a tryangul?
an, poyntee harez?
Dignafiyed?
Oh Hai SnE! Ei luffz pheobeez sew muches! Dey iz graysfull adn has dat purty liddel song.
Dis mornin ei wuz reeding on teh sofa wif summa mie kittehs an we saw juncos adn goldfinches adn our chimly-hammerin flicker adn a grayte blew heron wif a big stick innis mouf goin toward teh rookery wif hiz goofy legs awl owt strayte
behind im adn we herd wrens achitterin’ adn a perpell finch doin an aria. Awl dis frum teh sofa! Lyfe is shur gud.
Dem feebees is wonnerfull lill boids but they and the Carolina wrens gotta talent fer buildin nestes in odd places. Lass summer der wrens nested inna basket where I keeps muh clothspins. Boff hab berry pretty songs. Itz almost Tax day and dat is when I put owt the hummerboid feeders. Dey start to show up in mid April here in CT. The the buntings an oriols and finally the Rose breasted Gross Beaks, Esthers favorite boids.. Last year the groos beak didnt arrive on time an Esther got werried and she got the big boid book, opened it to the grossbeak pichur and held it up to the winder calling fer them. They showed up NEKS day.
Sol, u n Esther haz a big luv fur critters. Boids r arrivin a littul slower here in Wi. its snowin 2day but teh daddeh goldfinches make a brite yello spot on r bakyard feeders.
Iffen I weren’t here ritenaoh I’d be going to the feed sotre fer annuder 100 lbs of grey strip sunflour seed and anudder twenny pounder ob Nyjer seed fer dey goldfinches. I dig dem goldfinches, dey wear dere sunglasses at night. The perenial kwestun is, do we put suet out inna summer? Peckerwoods luv it but it do go rancid.
mai kitteh used to lay in wait fr teh finches wut eattin teh nyger seeds dat fawls down…… (teh bottm feedrs ai called tem)
seh akshully caught a cupple tew mai surprise………sew ai had tew taik it down cuz ai put it owt tew feed deh birdies, nawt teh kittlies!!!
Esther wus a city gurl wen we met and she dint know from critturs. When she moved in wiff me here inna woods she saw a woodchuck (she calls dem pudgiebutz) and she axed ‘Wutz dat?” I sed ‘dats a groundhog’. two days latter she sees same pudgiebut and she ax ‘Wuts dat?’ and I say Dats a woodchuck. For the next two weeks everytime she sees a pudgiebut she axxes ‘wuts dat ?’ and I alternates between woodchuck and ground hog until she catches on and yells at me. Den fer about a yeer she calls dems ‘groundchucks’, now dey are just pudgiebutz.
Hee hee hee! Yoo’z teh misschiff maekr foar shure! An ai juss lubbs teh “pudgiebutt”—sew deskriptiv.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJS8j9YYB9w
d00d! it rlly is a jungull out dare!
WIPE
Gimme for!
Halp! Kant…Stawp…LOL’ing!
Mirror imuhj- ai haz wun.
Concat u layshuns on ur nawt-secund Kitkay!!!
ur manie cahmentz gib me a gud laff.
Ai wish ai cud be so witty.
Ai is noobie hear, but I beleaves a song n dans n beberibj is in order?
Whut u liek?
Conga Ratz, kitkay! I B happi iffen I can maek 1 gud comment wif-out snarflin’ mai tea, N U jus B shoetin’ frum da hip: pew pew pew pew pew. Waht’s ur choiz ub song & danz? Tastie noms?
speakin ub Conga Ratz: here be music for pixchur in mai hed wen i type taht werds. Pixchur giant ratzez, standing on haunches, liddy paws curled close to chesties, hopping up & down castle staircase, selly-bratin ur nawt sekond, in conga line.
Ai lub dis song. wen ai wuz widdel grilllllll long long time ago – ai kin still remember-
mai folks had Pyr Gynt – in teh Hall ob deh Mountain king on a record…….yes a record……… if yew laik ai kin find a pikshur ob wun………. anyway it was beutimus and stimmulaited teh magination and has been in mai mind ebber since….. fanks for sharin
Glad dat U b lichen it. I knoe awl about records, 33’s, 45’s an, yes, gasp, 78’s. Onced eben hadda ablum titled “Gradist Hits of 1720″ neber cud figger oust howz da “1812 Overtchure ” gotz onit….. Old B. Bunneh cartoonies hadz da bestest classycal muzic eber, learnt alot frum dem.
noa, iffen onlies I cud noes more abouts da ‘puters…heavy sigh
iz sumtaimes hard to teech a “mature” kittlet nooo twicks!! but ai bets if yew fink about how much yew know nao compared to teh nawt second time yew was onna puter you wud realize how far yew has cum!! it sneeeeks up on yew
Bery tru… motes life iz leik dat, I tink. Spouse sez I noe ken blowdup da inner-tube wif 1 buttin, awl ken B fickts, nawt 2 wurry… Beloved Offspring sez, but iffen ennyone cud, Mumz, it wud B U (spouse nawt noe how many tiems Offspring fickts borked ‘puter 4 mii). I borked werk ‘puter soooo much dat Halp Deks cringes…
I keeps trying & ‘pre-she8s da werds ub confidenz . Deez cheezpeeps be da bestest frens eber.
Tru dat!
Waiiii bak inna yeer aught, mai mamma wuz liek “awl nebber figger dis awt”. Buh nao SHEE iz da wun hir sizzterz goe tew fur putur addvize.
Halp desk says…………check teh caller ID
oh noes……….itz HER
don anser
gots 2
ai aint gots all day….. seh prolly unplugged it agin
tyme 4 lunch……. gots tew be sumfin to dew to aboid dat phone cawl
Customer: “I’ve been calling 700-1000 for two days and can’t get through; can you help?”
Operator: “Where did you get that number, sir?”
Customer: “It’s on the door of your business.”
Operator: “Sir, those are the hours that we are open.”
Caller: “Can you give me the telephone number for Jack?”
Operator: “I’m sorry, sir, I don’t understand who you are talking about.”
Caller: “On page 1, section 5, of the user guide it clearly states that I need to unplug the fax machine from the AC wall socket and telephone Jack before cleaning. Now, can you give me the number for Jack?”
Operator: “I think it means the telephone plug on the wall.”
roflol
snicker, chortle, snicker…I iz nawt dat bad!1! Spendid 8 yeras werkin’ e-lec-tronic induz…job. Ken reed stripies on resistors an ebberyting (dedly wif a 200W sodderin irony). Itz doze demned pesky electrons. I tell dem 1 ting, dey du sumpin els. Wurs, ebben in factree, neber sawz 1. Stix han in rong plaice, feelz dem big tiem, butz neber, eber, seez a singl liddle ectron at awl.
LOL, Smammie!
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Keepz awn lernin little bit at a tyme- mebee sumday u will b az gud as mee- no, wayte, Im prettee shur u alreddee R!
muh grammer wus afraid od dems e-lektrons so she putted burnt owt bulbs in empty sockets so dems e-lek trons wooden leat owt.
Form of, a walrus! Shape of, a bucket!
snarfle, splat, drat, wipe keyboard…
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ftw!!
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uh, oh. don’t mean to be rude- offering the song and beberibj- den runnin away…. but teh 3 floofie kittehs are tearing down teh haus IRL. Must go and save what is left of it. Sound like kitteh-time-out is called for.
Can E N wun take ober wid the song and beberidj fur me?
My apologies!
Bakc frum kitchen I iz. Humming “Wild Mountain Thyme” carrying tray ubs Pucker Juize (liek Sangria, wiht noes alkyhol, can addz ifs wants), and hot biscuits w/lotsa butter. No hav 2 dans cuz SolnEster stompin’ so loudly on ‘puter upastairs dat Rural Kitteh fell offa shelf wiht da moo-cow
WUT? You wants me ‘on point’ fer Iron Budderfly? Moocow and rural qat wooda fallen offen shelf wid just the moosic, no Sol Stompin Like Poppa Smurf rekwired.
I may be big but I’se ver hevvy on muh feets.
I tink iz nawt teh Ironic Budderflies, but da Stompin’ Woolfes, but cud b rong. Also 2 b tinkin’ I noe wants 2 pixchur U “on point”…but “first position” cub be bery, bery inter-arrestin’ (tee, hee, hee… run madly aways)
WAY TO GO Jamamakitty! Ise reminded of the liddle kid onna fone and the operatoer cuts in and axes wut nummer were you dialing anna kid say “twee twee twee – debben debben debben debben” an de operator say, ‘Ise saorry, I couldn;t understand you could you repeat the number so the kid say “Twee twee twee debben debben debben debben”. An the operator say I still couldne unnerstan, lill boy, do you attend school and the kid says ‘Yeth’ anna operator say, what claasses do you take? An the kid says “readin, writing, and dictaphone’. And the operator says ‘Dictaphone?’ and the kid says “Yeth, dictaphone up yerass an gimme twee twee twee, debben debben debben debben.”
Hey! ‘I’d walk a hunnert miles fer one ob yer smiles, my Smammie!’ Homey don’t ballet OK? Fer me the first position is missionary. Whenever I dantz it’s likely to be a faux pas de deaux. Its a damn shame dat Ise gittin old and fat and slowing down. Der wus a time when I could catch peeples and donkeys what needed some refresher classes in manners and respect, but does days, an apparently lottsa udder stuff, are behine me.
In mai nayboorhood, Ossifer Pup sezs “assoom da poes-ishun”.. he’z gettin’ ol’ & fat too, but still induljes in whatz noen az “perp surfin” okayshunally 4 da bedderment ob awl. Amazin’ waht 1 ken dew wif enouf instigayshun …az 4 manners, i ken bend mai pinkie wif da bestest ub dem (genuwhine D.A.R., but wii ainst tellin’ which side wuz on ) as 4, wha wuz dat werd? r. e.s.p.e.c.t. hmmmmmmmmmmm
Stompin wolfes, gud wun, I dint catch dat firs time thru. Ver clebber, burgers to you.
Oh, an u r rite ob corse
for smammie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hKvB3g3HEPQ
Aw jama! mai iyz r leekn. sew buddifwel. Tks mushly.
welcum SwMoM…….
quits teh lurkin an cum awt an plai………
Ai iz stardin tew plae mo… sillee RL keps mii awai!
N muny muny tks fur da welcum. Ai liek id heer! (Ebben if ai kaem uhlong avtur dey disaprated teh cheezvotes, ai culd sii der wur maenee swiiet cheezpeeps heer.) Feilz laik hoem.
Hoo wuddun liek peepz wut noes bout Alysays Restront n Moldemort bof?
“Iz peoples, iz dansing, iz muzik, iz poetaytoes. Sew, peepulz iz peepulz.”
oh sry……….ai fort yew sed yew wuz lurkin…….nawt teh eyes be leakin……..
is a boofitul song …. ai lukked it up fer Smammie…… nawt sure ai had herd it before…… gots me goin in a noooo direction today
disregard teh miscummunicashun
Iz awl gud!
Jamama, FTW1!1 iz de mows peasful an beauti-us? Howz I lubs dis song! Ub coors, dere r dais I B lubbing “Roisin the Beau” “Archie McBride” an “The Ballad of William Bloat” (big snicker), but in da Spring, wif da daffies blumin’ an da birdies nestin’, nawt cud B bedder. Tankx U bery muchly.
ai iz glad ai cud return teh tunzzzz. funnee how teh mind can go sew minni plaices in wun day!!
ai rilly enjoyed yr spring song……….. made me luk up April, come she will by Simon n garfunkel. ai wud hab put teh yoo toob linkie but ai gets carried away sumtimes
tanks-a-mile-yun, Smammie and 3floofs! I fink wii b goin on a biker trip up into teh mnts of NM—-Sangria de Christo—bout a daze dribe frum hear in mid OK!
*loooks around 4 my noo black (or redd?) Harley Sportster**
Whoo hoo! Da Harley!1! Hmmmm, I solds mah liddle one-lunger Suzuki long ago, wen hip went south for da winter…how-sum-ever, in da beuaty dat iz ICHC, I noes haz pain, sew I dream one up, and goez wiht yu! Brummmm, brummm (long trip frum NJ)
Petaluma Pussies
I usta wus inna Hecks Angels. Nawt as Scary as der Hells Angels. We rode Hondas and some BMWs. I hadda BSA 441 Victor – 441 cc one cylinder 4 stroke – hard onna kidneys, also parts fell off a lot. It vibrated a bit, when running good. It rattled and shook like an imbalanced cement mixer when nawt running good – about 78% of time.
Mah hubby useta bee a motrsickle rowdy. Now he gots no sickle, an no can has much rowdy ennymore. Hee juss kine-a growlz wen teh bikers driev bye, an sais, “Bastidge.” Iff itz rainin, hee sez “STOOPID bastidge!” Sillee Scott. Ai lubs him!
I kinda lyke him too. Dis is a hard time ob yere fer us wut no longer has bykes. We hafta listen to they bastidges out tuning up der byke and seeing onna street. tg
Wowsers, mus bees serius stuf planned, synce kittehs shuk awn it!!11!!
Weez hasta wautch awl weakeynd tu sea wut’s gonna heppin;
Wut citee duz dey be plannyng tu taike oaver, oar ar dey jes gonna wrek havok adn maihem onna genral paupulice.
Hmmm, Neu Yoark adn Toekeeoe bedder keepe alertses adn awn der toeses!
(Toon iyn ayt Elebenty tu sea iyf enny rlly bad stuf heppined!!11!!).
Awn sekond thot, mebbee dere jes plannyng a lil doemestik taikeoaver ayt der haowsehauld, becuz dey doan liek teh brandses ov gushyfuud der hyoomin be serbing dem!
Yah, taht’s wut iyt iz: weez goez wif diz premyse!!
uhh ohh, thunder bumper on da horizon, haz 2 shut down ’til it passes ober. Happi Caturday ebberyone!1!
olol.
they iz they is elolving into a ..a… a…i dunnoh o.O
lololcat?
Lord Vololdemeowrt activates teh dark mark…his loyal def nommers will be rush to his side.
Dey Def Nommers is skerry – I soils my linens.
Evanesco! Dere, all bedder. Ennybuddy noes hao to werks a Cheering Charm fur poor SnE?
praps while yer at it, a Chaming cheer would nawt hurt. I frequently fawls a liddle short inna charm department. I say its cause Ise too honest, Esther says its cause Ise vile and pernicious, obsessed and deranged.
Heer Sol, chauklet frog fur yew n ai ebben fownda boidsung:
http://www.math.sunysb.edu/~tony/birds/sounds/99sounds/phoebe1.au
Nawt shur iff iz sayme phoebe whuts inner clewspun baggdoh.
Dats her Smom, thanks! Wut a sweet singing tail waggin lil bird.
Duz Esther kno you bee tawkin liek taht? Hee hee hee.
Shez herd it awl before. now she jest shakes hed an smyles. I git dat a lot axually.
Yer wellcomd, Sol… wuz shora purtee son-guh.
heh cheshirekittehcat.
hey flartus.
Yo tridan, Ise hollerin yer name ober dere and yer ober here. No wunner deres no responds.
I yam certainly too old and fat to be chasin yerass back and forf across multiple posteses. Has yo figgured dis place owt yet? Or does yo need a native compendium?
Tridan? You der?
Cheeses Kay Reist, dis is wun slippery youngin. Here today and out the other.
fer rice cakes, he weeeeeel shoes up!! has teh pashuns
Dis is a gag ryte? I’se bettin dat Kafleen has organized a team ob donkees to call out to me callin demseffs tridan from various places and den run and hide to watch me chase dem allah hell all ober. OTAY Kafleen, Ise onto yer lill game, whats the final act? A bagga goggie doo on fire in muh in box or annudder bonking with the majical donkee staff?
answer me.
ai fink teh noob finks is laik teh instant message sites…….. laik dat an duzznt relize it takes time 4 teh message to post an teh anser
kafleen haz nuffin, ai repeat, nuffin tew dew wit yr personal challinge ob teh day… gud luks!!
bff (
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thx buddy, I guess Ise jest a liddle paranoid er sumtin, praps cause of the deff nommers and the elusive noob. Ob course being on constant alert fer Kafleen and he majic donkey konger has me a bit on edge too.
ROTFLMAO!!!!!
umb…duz MAO meen Mai A** Off? ai iz kindov stoopy when it cumz tew tings lyk taht…
donkey, jack@$$, u noe…
*wisspurrs* yeah, it doo
yeh, ai gesseded taht, but wuzznut shur…
oh, geez, ur killin me!
hi im back.
so what are you talking about?
whos kafleen?
what the crap are you taking about?!!
ive figured out this place srry.
dat sownds kinda ominuss…..
lol! tihs maykz mee tink ov teh sekkund Eragon book! awl tehy needz iz a big dragun tattoo!
Oft Optiks: Tihs is mai kitteh, Amber! http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=955582
Awwwwww!!
She’s beyootiful!
Praktissin her Circsuss skillz bai teh luk ob it
kikkin her heels up!
She am bootiful, bud Ai tink seh needz biggr scatbored. Dat wun onee beegnuf fur hur wun frunt paw! Fanzee treeks, she shoze uz dem!
Shii iz absolootlee adurabul! ai wunts tew hug her! gib her a hug foar mee?
It’s so funnee, dem kickee feets! I LUB it!!!
I just got here, butt this is the strangest thread I’ve seen.
I must investigate this sol/tridan biddness.
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i iz confuzzed too.
mosty cuz i iz new.
i like dis pic cuz i iz a twin.