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Salazar!
Bawxing kitteh has a mean left cross.
Boxing kitty alsew haz a mean 4×8x8 wib handles. Oh, nawt dat kinda box.
Concatshoelaces on yer nawt sekkund, Officecat! Drinks & danses?
oooh ooh! I wanz a erlee 20’s partee! Eberywun, put awn ur flappurrz and lets Charlztun! Oh, but prohibishun is in act! We must haz owr martooniez in a lolspeek easy!
***put awn sparklee hedband & beeded dress***
Did sumbudde say Charlztun??
Ai bought teh moonshine !!
ai hope yu brot it too!
*flap flap flap*
I still can’t fly.
Mebee I needz a cape?
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Congratmulashuns officecat!
Nnnnnoooo Capes!
<3 Teh Inkredibulz!
*gibs Romeow a jetpak adn boots ob lebitation*
Wow, fanks jd!
I hab alwais wanted a jetpak!
I neber eben fot bout lebitation boots - dey r teh bestest!
*straps on jetpak and pulls on boots*
To Cheezburger Land and beyond!
*libitates a few feet off teh ground*
*engages jetpak and zooms off towards teh atmostfear!*
Prodewsez a bottumless pitcher uv vodka martooniez & bringz owt enuf diffrint liqueurs & flavringz fur teh cheezpeepz to customize teh martoonies (sumwun else can be bringing teh gin — ai no haz dat).
…
*Starts dansin arown teh room, shaykin her fringe (on teh flapper kostyoom).*
…
Wii can lissens tew teh “Chicago” Soundtrack?
toatalee.
*grabs soundtrack and puts it in teh player*
and I brots teh Gin *pulls books owt uf teh bookshelf to reveel a large suppli uf booz* Help urselves.
*dans dans dans*
Pop, six, skwish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!
he hadz it comin’
he hadz it comin’
he onry had himsewf to blame!
If u’d hab been der,
if u’d hab seen it,
I tellz ya, u would hab dun teh saem!
Aifinkso mai favrit lyric frum dat is: “Wif jus wun moar brayn, wut a haffwit heed be.”
An ai jus started lissnin tew “Chicago” heer at werk (on hedfoanz). Aiz gonna be dansin in mah chair & hummin along… gud fing awlmoast ebbreewun is gon alreddy.
I’m owt fur teh night. Good nyte cheezpeeps! Haff a gud Caturday!
Gud nite, Officecat!
Yesh…sleep tite !!
officecat - ai lubs yur bookshelf. ai canz reed all day? ::wink::
Khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!1!!!
I has a kitteh looks just like dat!
I iz boikat - dis basket shud be bloo!!!
but originallee, bloo wuz fore gurls to honer teh virgin maree. pink wuz fore boiz bekuz it wuz wut happens to red shurts wen yu put them in wif teh wites.
On Star Trek, dey NEBER wash deir red shirts.
Daisy said dat awl cats luk gud in pink.
Neber argue wif a fashionista cat.
Y?
I agree wif Daisy, eben boi catz look smashing in pink.
Daisy iz teh trend setter and fashun authority.
Dose r mah words. She iz too modest to say these fings.
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ai wuz wundreeng y itz a bad idea to argyoo wif a fashuneesta…
No.
Teh fashuneesta will beet u wif her fashunably high heels iffin u argyoo….
…ment “yes”,nawt”no”
Ai’ve had too much wine tonite!
Eeck, dat’s a grate idea!
*goes to get a glass of wed wine*
Cheers!
***gets anudder glass uv cherry wine****
Cheers to u,too!
***tries to clink Romeow’s glass,misses by a mile***
*whines*
Ack, Eeck! Yew got teh cherry wine on mai shoo! Kudya mebbe put dat in a sippur cup if yer gonna toast peeps who are farawai?
Kthxskweejee
Want sum moar wine wif dat whine?
**snerk**
(ai iz sorry abowt yer shoe)
Iz ok, Eeck — it caem off.
An yes - ai wud liek sum wine wif mah whine. Sum cheez tew, plz!
Tho aiz nawt shoor hao ai kin haz MOAR wine wen ai haz nawt had enny in teh nawt sekkud playce!
Well…time to play catch-up,then!!
***pours nightshayde a glass uv cherry wine frum Meeshigun,and sum red wine frum Arizona***
Here u go…drink up!
Glugglugglugglug
…
*burp*
Ekskweeze meh!
{{{{{eeckthecat}}}}}
Ai lubz yew - an awl teh udder cheezpeepz!!
*hic*
No….Ai lubs YOU,man…..
**hic***
Ai lubs EVERYBUDDE !!!!
**hic,hic**
*clink*
U guis r teh best, man.
I mean it - I lub u guis - and I’m not fraid to says it.
*stumbles, trips, and lands wif butt planted perfectly in chair*
I meant to do dat.
*ties Romeow to chair, which happens to beez a office chair, wif wheels.*
*Flicks “ON” swtich on Romeow’s jet pack*
FIRE IN TEH LOL!
*snerk*
KWIK! KAWL TEH FYURMINZ!
ohai, ebbrywun! ai iz bak! adn lolspeek iz kuntayjus!
FYREMENZ? Did u says fyemenz? Ai’ll b rite der!
No moar wikker baskets!
no moar wire hangers!!!!
no moar yoooseless doohikkeees!
how ’bout thingamajigs?
Nope. Get those outta here.
And don’t even *think* about bringing in any dealybobs.
Hao bout whatchamacallits?
They was banned last year, along wif gizmos, gadgets and widgets.
Didz u made meh a memo,
and den u eated it?
No, I didn’t eat it. When I went do print it on that doodad thingy, it got stuck in teh whoozywhutz.
doowhahuh?
ai wuntz tew killz teh WeerdPretlol.
yabutt wared yoo put my chochkeys?
i had 2 schlept them sooo far!!!
Mah liddul cheetin’ Pandora!
*hopin ai got dat lyrik at leest awlmoast rite*
Oops.
It’s “my little prying Pandora.”