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and in my tell-all book you shall be known simply as “the idiot I live with.”
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and in my tell-all book you shall be known simply as “the idiot I live with.”
picture: dunno source, via our lolcat builder. lol caption: Winnie-Wonka
Hey, what's with all the misspelled words?
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Dat’s teh troof
Stoopy hooman!
ai mai bee a stoopy hooman butt doan fergit ai’s de stoopy hooman wif de cahn opner!
Yesh, massah!
no! u is not a stoopy hooman butt!
heehee, wii sed butt!
*files klawz till it slyces thru moonbeams*
*tests on can*
*nomnomnomnom*
*tests on hoomin*
Saowndz abaowt ryte.
WHAR AR HIZ IIRZ???
Congaratz tew da nine way ty!
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Ty Booteek awaitz us.
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*gets Plz tu NAWT be nomming teh Rodints” Beneefit Consert t-shirt*
thred iz offishullee borked, sew be shure to clik onna “show all”!
what i has to put up with!
ohai, burfday fairy gonna pop right in heer neer teh top (sorry, valesa!!) to brings teh HAPPEE BURFDAY greetings to all teh cheezfrenz, lolfrenz, noofrenz, lurkurfrenz, an trolz (mebbee) hoo haz tehms burfdays today!! i iz makin piez, so today i brings punkin pi, cherry pi, applol pi, applol-crannieberri pi (my speshulty
), choklit kreem pi, an lemming mering pi!! an hot choklit wif all teh fixins, an guddie bags wif bownsy balls taht lite up wen tehy bownse, choklit turkees, return ob teh ittybitty sekrit diyarees wif ittybitty sparkly pensils for riting in tehm!! an puffy turkee stikkers wif googly eyes! an opposablol fums for teh kitteh down teh blok. an a speshul burfday song-n-dans for teh plz not to nom teh rodesnt consurt!!
♪♫♪ happy happy burfday ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ to all teh cheezy peeps ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ hoo haz tehms burfdays today ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ plz to haz a wunnerful sellybrayshun ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ wif all teh pi’z an hot choklit i haz bringed ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ an the lubly goodi bags ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ tehr iz no need to be nomming teh rodents, plz ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ wif all teh ovver tasty fings taht we gots ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ so fank yoo to not be nommin teh rodents ♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tap*
♪♫♪ an hab a happy happy burfday!! ♪♫♪♪♫♪♪♫♪
*tappity tappity tappity tappity tappity tappity tap*
woo hooooooo! go burfdai fairy!!!!
Yay! Yoo rock, burfday fayree! Lukkit those fantsee steps!
*duzzent fink teh hedgehog sammwich in hiz pic haz ani rodents*
U maed teh piiz!! Didja no dat Peetr Persevel Pattersun hadz a pet piggy naemed Proky. Dis pet pig naemed Porky lubed teh piiz. Himz lubs pizza pii, pineapplol pii, pumpkin pii, pizza pii, minceed tartz. Adn Peetr Persevel Pattersun’s pet pig Porky ated teh pii 4 berkfast, pii 4 loonch, pii 4 dinnerz, adn pii b4 himz went 2 bbbbbbbed. Peetr Persevel Pattersun’s pet pig Porky lubed teh pii sew mush dat y knows wut himz did?
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Himz popped.
(wif apololjies to teh Peter Tork frum teh Monkees)
GP? Ur on!
* On A Dark adn Stormee Nite, GP was preparing fur teh beeg “Plz tu NAWT be nomming teh Rodints” Beneefit Consert *
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STAWP Wriggloling! Stoopy Weesuls… Dere. Otay, nao yu is awl waring yur matchy lolycra ouwfits adn speshul collolars, plz tu put yur nummer playtes awn. Fankies. Ai has put a beeg pyle ob trash ober dere fur yu tu nom until ai cawls yu… plz tu nawt get in anee trubble! Uff…
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* lolphone rings * Yesh? HUH! Whut yu meen? Well, juss put sum moar creem onnit! Huh? No, Mick… yur lips luk fyne, trust me! Uff…
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O gud, teh YNGuinness Grrls adn Guys arr heer wib free Guinness fur ebberywon… Err, plz tu wait inna Nawty Barn fur nao. Fankies.
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OMCC! Ware issa teh kayterers wib teh non-rodint baysed noms fur teh hongree kittehs??? Ah, dere yu is. Lemme see… Gushifud, Crunklifud, Sordid Chokklit Animules, Creem Pys, adn Shwimp Cocktayls – Egg Salad! Ai has set up taybles on LCB’s front lawn fur awl teh fud… yesh, ober dere… teh shinee wons! Uff…
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EEP! ai had bedder get reddy!
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* scampers off tu get outfit *
* Teh lites inna JCH4K Ampitheatre go down *
* GP scampers on mayn stayge waring Bloo Jeans, Cowboy Boots wib Matching Hat adn “Ai lubbs Bon Jobi” T-Shurt *
* Micrololphone fudbak *
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* weeeeeeeeek weeeek weeeek *
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Welcum welcum welcum tu teh “Plz tu NAWT be nomming teh Rodints” Beneefit Consert!
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Wii issa heer tonite fur won nite ownlee tu rayze awarenuss ob teh plyte ob teh poor littlol furrehs taht get nommed ebbery dai by kittehs wib a hongree
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Dere wheel be lawts ob musiclol nummers bai awl yur fayborite sillyebretees, free non-rodint baysed noms on LCBs lawn, YNG’s & YNG’s inna Nawty Barn wib free Guinness fur ebberywon adn a speshul layte nite show juss fur teh laydee cheezfrends!
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Otay, wibowt furber ado… plz tu put yur paws togebber fur:
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MICK ‘TEH LIPS’ JAGGEH!
w00t! w00t!
HAALLOO CHEEZLAND! ARR YU REDDY TU ROKK???
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OKAY! LETS DU THIS THING!
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* strut, strut, strut POUT *
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durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
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he ain’t got no-o…
dur de dur
nom pre-ven-shun…
dur de dur
he ain’t got no-o…
dur de dur
hed pro-tek-shun
dur de dur
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oh hii twied
oh hii twied
oh hii twied!
OH HII TWIED!
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he ain’t got no-o…
dur de dur
OH hii ain’t gawt NO…
dur de dur
wen he’s flyin – inna Chair
chokklit possums – ober dere
Hunnnert Dollar – Towel tu ware
Yeah Yeah Yeah
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durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
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lissen wat ai sai!
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durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
durr durr – durr de durr – durr durr
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he ain’t… gawt… no-o… wolf… pro-tek-shun
he’s… onwle-e… gawt… a… marsh-mallooow…
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heer comes L-C-B!
dur de dur
she has – a hon-gree!
dur de dur
oh nose, run! G-P!
dur de dur
ware is yur wolf-ee?
dur de dur
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OH, He ain’t GAWT NO…
dur de dur
NOM PRE-VEN-SHUN
dur de dur
NO, HE AIN’T GAWT NO…
dur de dur
HED PRO-TEK-SHUN
dur de dur
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he is DEE-LISHUS!
dur de dur
adn NOO-TRISH-US!
dur de dur
wib TAR-TAR SAUS!
dur de dur
OH YESH… YESH… YESH!
dur de dur
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* Mick gets dragged off stayge by angree Wolbes *
***much wayveeng uv sigaret liytrs***
WOOOOOOOO!!!! ROCK AWN!!!!!! *holdz up chyld-saif lyter glo-stik*
klappity, klappity…
*eer peercing wistle*
aplawse, aplawse
*lighter in air*
ouch!! burned fingers.
*takes teh wistle back after witnessing teh atrossity of Mik’s purrformanse*
*sigh* ai alwayz wanted to be abul 2 wissle lyke taht. all ai can doo is w00t.
LOL!! Apulsaus!! apulsaus! Ai’m a liddl layte, but it duzn’t madder! GRATE show so far!!
*puts paws together*
*crushes can of Guinness in teh process*
*gestures for a YNG to bring moar*
ohai! pls 2 directify yur tenshuns to teh big skreens, wher we haz teh neks purformanse beemed in by satellyte alla way from TTI!!!
*clapity clap!*
**whispurrs** Shud I nawt tell him I eetin ham foar lunsch?
*ssssh…. issa konsert… *
*backs up large van neer entrance ov JCH4K AmPitheater*
Wearing Jeans and a NO NOms T-shirt, she starts hanging Please tew not be nomin the rodents tshrits awn display around out side of van.
*sits indian stile against back door, sips a ginnus and bobs hed tew musical stylings*
oh oh oh i can has? hao mush munnies?
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* leans on van adn dwinks Guinness *
heers a free wun jusst fur u GP! fur awl ur hard wurk !
ohai princessmu … sitz down by van, passes a guiness and lissens to the soundz cuming out from the amphibiantheetre …
hey fleep!
*offurs bag of popcorn*
*says thankyouberrymuch in that strained voice that indicates holding of breth*
exhale!!!!
ooh, thanks popcorms
u better nawt get the munchiez! foar rodentz!
naw, popcorms is better for teh munchies.
*passes popcorn to tessm*
wunder where parrothed is? he’d probly like sum too (snerk)
*sitz down bai PrincessMu an Tessm an Fleep*
Ai wud LUV to hav a shurt laik that!
*hans PM sum munnies an taek shurt*
*taeks sum popcorn from tessm an lissens to teh mewsik*
This iz a reelee grate consert! Must hav bin a LOT ov werk!!
Do They Noes It’s Dinnertyme?
Aplologies to Bob Geloldof and Midge Ur
Sung by Band Ayd
Singalong at youtube.com:
paste in search box 8jEnTSQStGE
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(chimes ringing)
(Phil Colollins drumming)
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Paul YouNG
It’s dinnertime,
There’s no need to be afrayd
At dinnertime,
We take delite in the frenz we’ve made
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BoY N George
And wif a squirrel or bunny,
Kittehs share a smyle of joy
Throw your paws arownd a mole
Or porcupine!
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George Michaelol
But pls don’t prey
Prey on the littlol wuns
At dinnertyme it’s hard,
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Simon LolBon
but when ur nomming noms,
There’s a squirrel outside ur window
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Sting joins
And she’s full of dread and fear
That the kitteh’s only wanting to
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Bono Vox joins
Be nomming on her ears
And the dinner bell that’s ringing
Is the clanging chimes of doom
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Bono Vox
Well, tonite we only nom on gushifuds!
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Group
And there won’t be voles in Africat this dinnertyme
The greatest dish we’ll get is in our bowls
(Oooh) Where you won’t find a rat
Nor a chipmunk, mouse or bat
U wouldn’t noes it’s dinnertyme at all
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Paul YouNG and group
Heer’s to u – raise a glass foar guinee pigs!
Heer’s to them – beevers, shrews and prairee dogs!
Nootria and weezels and hedgehogs!
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(chymes and instrumental synthesizer interlood)
(wun, too, free, foar!)
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Chorus (group)
Leave teh squirrels
Don’t eet the squirrels
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Leave teh squirrels
Even though it’s dinnertyme again
Don’t eet the squirrels
Even though it’s dinnertyme again
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Leave teh squirrels
Even though it’s dinnertyme again
Don’t eet the squirrels
Even though it’s dinnertyme again
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(repeet and fayde)
WOO! YEAH! * wipes a tear frum eye *
**wild applesaws**
Oh tessm, u is sew talinted!!!
plz not to miss teh ‘l’ in that werd….
*snerk*
ai saw the “l”! *snicker*
fankyoo! ai am glad u lyked it!
tessn!! ai dint know yoo cud DOO that! Brava indeed!!
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An YES! Yoo AR taLented!!
*rubs toe in durt*
oh, fankyoo. ai iz wun hit wonder, aifinkso.
in applesaws? Uv korse applesaws has an “l.”
Wyld apple sauss, never herd uv it. Izzit a speshul famblee ressippeee?
um, yas. past down from my grand-skwirrl.
goez gud wif pork chopz!
Yay! *clappity clappity*
Hay, GP, did we arrange for teh PHil Colollins to take Concorde so he can appear at both teh TTI stage and teh USA one in teh same day?
aifinkso wii mussa dun!
We no gots loltran-splorter? Beam hims up Scotty!
whut a gud ideea! u gotz teh keys?
Yay! WOOT WOOT!!!!! Gud sawng!
*hugs a skwirrel*
O.O
I…. cant… breeve…..
*lets go of skwirrel* Sawree! I huggd yoo too hard!
Dis bery gud! Makse meh smilez. ai sings along wif wurds!
Ews very talinded!
oh, fank yoo! glad 2 mayke cheezpeeps smyle — giv bak sum uv teh happy.
Yu has a HYOOGE talent, tessm….yu shud be ritin sawngs on Brot-way!
fankyoo!
nootria and weezels and hejhogs LOL
O Mai?
Squirrel Nutkin steps on stage, all dressed in white. He sits down atta white piano (it has black keys, tho, so donot beez teh worry). Miss Suzy teh little gray skwerl sits silently at his side. He begins to play and sing a haunting tune wif simple yet poynent lyrics.
Imagine
(wif aplologies to John Onoes Lennon)
Sing along: youtube.com/watch?v=jEOkxRLzBf0 – copy and paste or click on LCB’s name in bloo next to her pic
Imagine there’s no menu
Of rodents u can try
No breading on us
No side of slaw and fries
Imagine all teh meals
Served without hamsters
Imagine there’s abstention
From gnawing on our bods
Chipmunks remain un-filleted
And no nutria stew
Imagine all rodentia
Staying in one piece
U may say I’m delicious
But I’m not for u to chomp
I hope someday u will spare us
And the skwerls will be unnommed
Imagine no gustation
Of prairie dogs and rats
No need to feed ur hunger
On guinea pigs or mice
Imagine all carnivores
Sparing all gerbils
U may say I’m delicious
But I’m not for u to chomp
I hope someday u will spare us
And the skwerls will live unnommed
Dere… arr… no… werds…
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* clappity clappity *
ooohhh!!!
He is SEW seksi!!
*faints*
klappity klappity!!!! ooohhhh!
woot! w000ty w00t w00t!
LOL *nutria stew*
FTW!!! Very gud!
FTW!!! Very gud!
SNAP!!!!
wypes teer frum i
*sniff* Bwetiful
*taeks out Iriish linnen hankee wif curld up sleeping kitteh embrodured in teh korner*
*dabs aies*
*sniff*
That wuz so tuching! An Beyootiful!
Yoo guize – hoo NOOOO???
Tee Hee!
*clapclapclapclap* Yesh, LCB!
*frum anuvver stayge, comes fayntlee teh chorus uv “Don’t Eet teh Guinee Pigs!” by Chris deBurger*
Don’t eet teh guinee pigs!
Don’t byte teh porcupynes!
Don’t chase the prariee dogs!
And don’t nom the littlol myce…
On still yet another stage, teh irrepressible Mick has been joined by Alvin and teh Chipmunks and is singing a version of “Under My Thumb”
Please do not nom
Teh skwers who scamper around
Please do not nom
Gopher who live underground
*Microphone goes ded at this point*
* grabs chipmunks and runs off *
… because teh chipmunks r needed to sing bakup foar the nekst akt!
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Chipmunks
Aplologies to David Bowie
Singalong at youtube.com:
paste in search box _COXq-9mjbc
(mayke sure u gets the _ in frunt uv teh C)
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Oh yeah… Mmmmmm!
Still don’t know whut I wuz thinking uv
When I chaysed that chipmunk down
A million dead-end streetz and
By teh tyme I caught him finallee
It seemed teh tayste was not so sweet
So I took it to my hoomin
But when she caught a glimpse
Uv teh gift that I had brought her – well –
She didn’t seem to lyke it much
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Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
Hmph… guess I’ll have to eat it myself tehn
Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
Just gonna hav to choke it down tehn
I’m nawt hungree
But I can’t wayste fud
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It’s looking at me with those eyez – well
It would be, if it were
still alive and everything…
I guess I’ll call it steak tartare,
But still teh tayste is more like game
And those portions that I spat out —
Well, I just couldn’t eat it all
I’ll just leave it on teh doormat
Teh parts that’s left of what I tryed to chew
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Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
Think I’m gonna throw up sum chunkybitz
Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
Where’z sum shoes
I really need to get rid of this
Can chipmunks go bad?
This thing taystes PLEH
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Tayste bud sensations nawt thrilling me
This chipmunk is mayking me… hik… hik… hyuuk hyuuk hyuuk
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Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
R u rilly gonna eat that?
Ch-ch-ch-ch-chipmunks
(rodents tayste so strange)
Ch-ch-chipmunks
Pretty soon I think ur gonna wanna upchuk
U cud nom him
But he won’t tayste gud
I sed that U cud nom him
But he will tayste PLEH…
*ahem*
This was a fantasee rite?
There will be no chipmunk nommin here!
I has teh Ebil Maus droid here to enforse teh no-rodint-nomming rules…
*points to ebil lukking droid*
U dont want to mess wif this.
oh, see, iz chanyge-uv-hart song… see at teh end, the kitteh haz lurned hiz lesson an iz counseling anuvver kitteh.
no chipmunks were harmed in the riting uv teh song.
Clapitty clap!!
fanks tessm!
wut a releef!!
*buys tessm a YNGuiness*
oh, mercee!
but ai thot tehy wuz free?
*luuks askanse*
did GP charj u foar tihs???
Nawt to werree! Itz awnlee Cheezland munnies! Wich ar free!
Free fur us Cheezland Peeps, eneway.
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WHAT a day! Hooray fur teh liddle roe dents ebreeware! May tehy live long an prospurrrrr!
wooo hoooo!!! sew impressive!
*spills beer*
* gets another beer *
Sir Lolton John takes the stage. He is dressed in gray sequins, with a floofy skwerl tail attached at the tushie. He has once again trotted out “Candle in the Wind” and re-worked the lyrics to honor a fallen tragic figure. Get ur hankies reddy, guise, this one is a reel weeper.
Gift for a Hoomin
(Sing along: youtube.com/watch?v=Uvux60fqNU8 – copy and paste or click LCB’s bloo name next to her pic)
Goodbye, Field Mouse
Though I never knew u at all
You met teh fate that oft befalls
Rodents that kittehs maul
U crawled out of teh woodworks
And a kitteh upon u gained
He picked u up by ur neck
And he played his deadly game
(Chorus)
And itz sad to see u end ur life
As a gift for a hoomin
Never knowing u’r in her shoo
When her foot steps in
And I would have liked to have saved u
Ur death makes me see red
Teh kitteh kilt u just for show
And left u in some Keds
Pussycat played rough
He roughhoused u and called it “play”
He chased u all over the living room
And gave u a fright all day
And u tried to hide
But the puss still hunted u
All teh papers had to say
Was that Field Mouse was found in a shoo
(Chorus)
And itz sad to see u end ur life
As a gift for a hoomin
Never knowing u’r in her shoo
When her foot steps in
And I would have liked to have saved u
Ur death makes me see red
Teh kitteh kilt u just for show
And left u in some Keds
Goodbye, Field Mouse
Though I never knew u at all
You met teh fate that oft befalls
Rodents that kittehs maul
Goodbye, Field Mouse
From teh Cheezpeeps at icanhascheezburger
Who see u as something moar than comical
Moar than just a furry cadaver
(Chorus)
And itz sad to see u end ur life
As a gift for a hoomin
Never knowing u’r in her shoo
When her foot steps in
And I would have liked to have saved u
Ur death makes me see red
Teh kitteh kilt u just for show
And left u in some Keds
And I would have liked to have saved u
Ur death makes me see red
Teh kitteh kilt u just for show
And left u in some Keds
*takes off beret*
*lites a candul*
*hums along wif a littul tear on hur cheek*
amazing!
*wipes tear*
*spills more beer*
U mite wanna get a sippy cup for ur beer, PM. Ur spillin moar than ur drinking.
u got wun awn ya? pls tew check ur bag fur a spare sippy cup?
*hands teh princess a sippy cup wif a bendy straw*
fanks!
*poors beer in cup*
*sip sip*
Oh dis naut gonna end well…. Eber drinks da beer frum strall befur?
*sniff*
*dabs aies sommoar*
That wuz just TOO sad!
*gets a beer* *sip sip sip*
*teerz pore down fayse*
*holds up lyghter, stands and sways, wayving armz bak an forth*
* funderuss applolsos *
applawse applawse !!
lites candle
*wind blows it owt*
lites candle
*wind blows it owt*
*cries*
lol!
Wondermus, LCB!!
*Teh Hampsterdance hamsters has just finished their preformance over on Stage Elebenty, back behind teh Port-Johns*
In order to get teh big production number in before we hit 200 comments and brake teh thred, risers have been set up on teh stange and celebrity rodent members of R.U.S.E. (Rodents Unwilling to Stay Eated) begin to file in. In ones and twos they step up to teh microphone to join in signing an anthem of solidarity.
We Are teh Skwerls
(wif aplolgies to Michlol Jackson and Jeebuscristitzalionel Richie)
(Sing along: youtube.com/watch?v=Jcrwu6WGoMs – copy and paste or click LCB’s name in bloo next to her pic)
There comes a time when u are furry and small (Stuart Little)
When rodents must stand together as one (Stuart Little/Ratbert)
There are critters dying (Ratbert)
Oh, and it’s time to lend a paw to life (Basil teh Siberian Hamster)
The bestest gift of all (Basil/Chuck E. Cheese)
U can’t go on ingesting day by day (Chuck E. Cheese)
And rodents we love become kitteh fud (Scabbers)
We’re all a part of the CheezPeep family (Mighty Mouse)
And teh truth (Rocket J. Squirrel)
You know we really don’t taste gud (Mighty Mouse/Rocket J. Squirrel)
( CHORUS )
We are the skwerls, we are chinchillas
We are chipmunks, jerboas and hamsters u must stop nomming (Mickey Mouse)
Is that sauce ur making? We scamper for our lives. (Minnie Mouse)
It’s true we’re not nootrishus, no, and we taste PLEH (Mickey Mouse/Minnie Mouse)
Well, order pizza so u’ll have something to nom (Samuel Whiskers)
And our lives will be fun and stress-free (Samuel Whiskers/Rizzo the Rat)
If ur still hongry then has a cheezburger (Rizzo)
And don’t forget to axe for extry cheez (Fievel Mouskewitz)
( REPEAT CHORUS )
We are the skwerls, we are chinchillas (Topo Gigio)
We are chipmunks, jerboas and hamsters u must stop nomming (Benjy Mouse)
Is that sauce ur making? We scamper for our lives. (Frankie Mouse)
It’s true we’re not nootrishus, no, and we taste PLEH (Templeton)
When there’s hongry cats there seems no hope at all (Mickey Mouse)
But if we all are strong and try to stand up tall (The Brain)
Weeek weeek weeek weeek, they’ll realize that they are rong to nom (Guinness Piggeh)
When we (Pinky)
Stand together as one (Pinky/The Brain/GP)
(REPEAT CHORUS AND FADE )
(Other celebrity rodent performers doing additional vocals and singing in teh chorus: Chip ‘n Dale, DangerMouse and Penfold, Secret Squirrel, Benny Beaver from Oregon State University, Algernon, Dormouse from Alice in Wonderland, Hammy Hamster, the Angry Beavers, Anna Maria Whiskers, Sulu from Captain Underpants, Ignatz Mouse, Conker the Squirrel, Three Blind Mice, Sniffles, Nick and Fetcher, Ben, Splinter, Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca, Slappy Squirrel, Alvin, Simon and Theordore, Remy and Emile, Speedy Gonzales, Mr. and Mrs. Beaver, Jerry, Scrat, Herman Vermin and an assortment of ROUSs.)
* WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK WEEEEEK WEEEEEK *
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“WE ARR TEH SKWIRRLS…”
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Egg Salad, LCB… trooley, Egg Salad.
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* bows wib nawt wertheeness *
This was a clabber… collate… aberration… Tessm and I writed this one together.
O, ob corse…
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* turns tu Tessm adn bows wib nawt wertheeness *
heer’z a big squeek-owt 2 mai co-
conspiratorzcollaboratorz!!wuz teh fun!
wups. too mush Guinness. well, u getz teh poynt. ai lubs u guiz. hic.
{{{tessm}}} {{{lolcatburglar}}} [teh troo geeneeus behynd teh consert]
*groop hug*
Don’t go ‘way, Cheezpeeps! Still moar festivities to festivate.
I doin teh bestest I can!
he knoes wen u’ve bin gud oar bad
ai mite needz sum halps wiv teh typin, tho… u free?
No fumbs 4 teh spas bar.
nao, taek dese off adn get me gushifud!
*Enterz waring a lubblee lilak silk gown wif beeded lace *
*on deh Empire wayst adn on deh cuffz *
*Deh tiara b glittering wif duzinz uv amathystz*
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I b sew pleezed tu attending dis consert tu benefit ower furry liddlol
frenz hoo r not nomz!!
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Speshul greetingz tu Skwirrkgrrl adn Guinness Piggeh hoo haz werkinged so hard tu oargineyezinged dis wudnnerful ebent.
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*Smilolz and wavingz tu ebbreewun az she sittingz down.*
Ah, madame… vous etes tres beau! x
Oh, Moan Sewer!! Zhe swee so happpe tu beeing ee sea.
o ai r unnerdressd! muz goe hoem an chayng…
u luuk luvley cweenmj! ai dint kno it wuz formal sew ahm warein mai Doc Martens fer moshin, jeens fer cumfert & a ’sowld mai sole fer rok & rol’ tee shert
undressed? whut? oh.
too mush Guinness. hic.
* picks up Microlophone *
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Nao, yu has awl herd ob Queen… well, tonite wii has oar berry own Cween purrforming a berry BERRY speshul bershun ob “We Will Rock You”
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Cween, plz tu tayke teh stayge wen yu is reddy!
*Kumz on stage lukking ebree inch deh rokk star*
*wif deh mini skirt adn multi kullerd hairz*
*adn deh leather vest wif fringeez *
*adn sparkleez ebreewarez*
*adn deh high heeled leather bootz up to dhe thize*
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* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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GP, he’s a pig, maeks a big mess playing inna hay,
gonna be a hyooge star won dai!
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lookit dat fais, plz tu nawt chayse,
mistreeting him wud be a disgrayce!
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Sing eet!
“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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GP’s a yung pig, kyoot pig, scampers inna hay,
gonna have his own Phlonquais won dai!
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littlol kyoot fais, owns his own plaice,
wayving his Towel awl ober teh playce!
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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Sing eet!
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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GP! He lieks chokklit, pizza, punkin flayvur pyes,
gonna be a grate Chef sumdai!
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He gawt creem onna fais, nawt mush grayce,
scampering rownd awl ober teh playce!
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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Sing eet!
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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Ebberybodee!
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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“plz nawt, plz nawt… HEDBAT!”
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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Alrite!
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* GP slydes in onna nees adn delibbers werld ending geetar solol *
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* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
* STOMP STOMP CLAPs along wif teh cween and GP*
*Acksidentlee stomps on hur own tail*
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ow
* GP plays geetar wib teef *
*Jumps up and down wiff joi*
stomp stomp clap!
stomp stomp clap!
*loudspeeker feedback*
Would a volunteer from teh Mediclol Tent plz report to teh main stage? We has a skwerl-tail injury.
I’m ok, I’m ok!!
*liks tail*
I don’t has time for EMTS… I has some poetries to resite on Stage 2!
Nawt eben YNEMTS?
*back from poetree resiting*
Oh my tail!! IT HURTS!!
I need mediclol attenshuns rite aways!!!
* scampers ober wib Guinness *
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heer dwink lawts ob dis! yu nawt feline aneefing befurr lawng!
cawling Dr. Tinycat! STAT!
*sownd uv lowd siren as CCC arrives throo teh krowd*
Coeming throo! Coeming throo! They sez we has a skwirrl down here! Everybody git bak, giv her sum air!
Dr. TinyCat and elebenty halpers jumpz owt uf teh CCC:
Ohai! We haz anesthetics to put on teh hurted area.
We haz duk tayps to tayp it bak on if it falld orf.
We haz a cumfee cot for yoo to ly on and rekyuperayt.
We haz choklits to rebuild yor strength.
Whutz yor plezhur, Ms. Skwirrl?
um… all uv teh above??
OK then! *yells* Giv her teh WURKS!!!!
*Two halpers jently puts anesthetik kreme oynkment on teh woond.
Two halpers puts tayp onnit – jently, plz!
Sevral halpers jently fluffs pillows and blankees arownd leeza.
A bowl uv fancee sordid choklits is playced in frunt uv her.
Wun halper givs leeza a purple hart badj that sez “I wuz woonded at no-nom-stock.”*
Ther yoo go!
ooh… shiney!!
fank u gremlin!
I will treashure this forebber.
Suddinly a YNparamedilol jumps frum behin da cart. Az him coems arond da cart tu savs skwirrl, hims shirt gits caut on sharp edje an is rippit frum hims body. A hallaluyah harmonic hum coems frum da heavins as hims goldin bodi sims tu glow wif da lite.
Him is magnificants wif well difind pecs an washebord abs. Hims jawl is da skware wif da manly 5 o’clock shadolol.
“How may i serv ew ma’am?” Him axes in da dep voice.
Oh skwirrlgrrl, bee careful win u goez to pull thet ducky tape offin ur tail. It cud be painful. Bettr hab sum moar likwid annothestic nawt sekond.
ROFL!!!! *hiccup*
*wayves towel fyooriouslee*
stomp stomp klap!
Quick! Somewon take teh lighter flooid away from GP befoar he uses it on his geetar!
clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap
clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap
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aifink mai hanz hav fawlen awf! but it wuz werth it!
STOMP STOMP – KLAP!
Sing it, cween! Yoo da bomb!
Fank u, gremlin! It wuz deh Guinness Piggeh hoo roting it fur mii tu perform…. I ben praktissing it awl nite….I just b soe glad I didn’t missing mai kue…. schmoo tu GP
* blushes *
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juss so nyce tu hab yu back! {{{cweenmj}}}
But YOO wuz teh wun wayrin teh kikkin hi-heeld boots. Yoo wayrs it well, mah cween! *bows* Yoo puts teh GLAM in GLAM-rock, sistah!
oh yesh, teh outfit wuz teh bomb too!
An ai send a schmoo tu GP too!! Oh cweenmj! Taht wuz MOAR tahn fabulolso! It wuz. . . werds fayle mee!! Ai cant stop smyoling!
* STOMP STOMP CLAP *
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*yells and claps when the song is over*
Reddie Freddie!! um…er…. ai ment Reddie Cweenie!
*sounz uv “Modest Maus” float onna air frum anuvver stayge*
Nao bring meh cheezburgers an wyteout
Pore kitteh, looks like he has sore throat.
ware r hiz eerz????
Ah’m sowwy to interrupt! But duz ennywon rememberer teh caption on a pichure showing a big angree panther walking with a liddle bebbeh leppard, adn teh capshun was somefing like, “Now, who said that to you?” or SOMEfing! Ah’ve been serching for that LOL and can’t fynd it!
Fangs sew much!
Ohai, Brindlecat. I think this is teh LOL yor lukkin for:
http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/07/08/funny-pictures-calld-u-names/
Aifinx et waz show meh who took yr cheezburger…
Didz u no der wuz 144 capsuns tu dis pik? U kn find dem at: http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/TemplateView.aspx?tiid=421754
(If da linkie wurks)
*SNERK*
*over on alternate stayge, soundz uv Kenny Lolggins and teh gopher frum Caddyshak*
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I’m all rite
Nobuddy wurry bout me
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everybuddy twist!
*gitz up on wun uf teh stages, lukking a liddel nervus*
Is this teh “open mikrophone” area? OK, thankx.
*strums a smawl gittar, kleers throat*
Is this thing on? *tap tap, reverb feedbak*
I haz a liddel tynee song ayd lyke to sing, to teh toon uv “Thank You For Being a Friend.”
*kleers throat agin nervusslee; then starts to sing with a full hart*
Thank yoo for bein cheez-frenz.
Traveld down teh Innernets and bak agen.
What fun we haz on eech LOL wher we gadabowt!
Aym not ashamed to say
I hope ICHC will always stay this way.
Peeps awl over teh whurld – havin fun, no dowt!
And if yoo threw a partay,
Invited every peep yoo knew,
Yoo wuld see teh biggest gift wuld be frum me
And teh kard attached wuld say:
Thank yoo for bein cheez-frenz!
If it’z a smiol yoo lack,
Ayll bet yooll find that yoov got it bak!
A laff and a frend enny tyme uv teh day or nite.
And when we awl git older
With slowing step and fur turnd gray
Hav no feer, if ICHC’s still here
I will stand reel klose and say:
Thank yoo for bein cheez-frenz!
*tayks a liddel bow, blows kisses to teh krowd*
ooooh! clappity-clappity! gud job!
is alwayz hard to be show opener….!
And such a fitting song!! *wipez liddlol tear wif hankee*
Cheezfrenz b deh bestest frenz!!
Leeza/Skwirrlgrrrl walks onto the stage. She is dresst all in blak..
Pants, shurt, and a little blak beret. Itz a Cat Hipburn luk.
Ohai gremlin, this is Stage 2, rite??
Give gremlin a hand, everyboddie!!!
*waits for applause to dye down*
*ahem*
I has some poetrees to resite.
*waits for audiense to kwiet down*
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*Assumes dramatik pose and recites:*
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Onse in a lifetime
All peeple come together
And they nom as one.
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*Pawses*
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Some may not get it.
They calls themselves carnivores.
We calls tehm EBIL!
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Oh plz Ceiling Cat..
Grant mercee to us small onez
Smite the meet eeters!
(or, just gives them a hedbat.)
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Den we shall has peese.
Alll throughout the cheez -e-land
And all shall be frenz.
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*dramatickally bows hed*
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And NOW, a song!!
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*First verse pirated off the innertubes and um, revised. No author ref wuz given*
*2nd verse, dat’s originalol*
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OWED TO A SKWIRRL
(to the tune of “The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze”)
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She flies throught the air
With the greatest of ease.
A lovelee young skwirrl
In the land of the cheez!
Her thick, floofy tail
Helps her balance and steer.
And itz very attracktiv,
Yesh! Tres chic, m’deer!
Oh why wud a kitteh
Make noms out of hur
She’s hardlee a mouthful
Beneeth all the fur!
So kittehs be kind to
Ur small furreh frendz
And keep to urselfs
Ur teef and pointee ends!
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*Curtseez*
*snaps fingers, beetnik style*
* lukks awn in awe *
Woot woot! Letz heer it for teh skwirrl! Yay! Gud jawb!
oh, lyke, wow, man. that’s… that’s… lyke, deep, u noes? HEAVY.
*standz in silent appresheeayshuns*
*stage goes dark except fer wun deep bloo spotlight*
Igor cums out.
black leather.
studs and spikes.
grumpy expression.
Igor tells me that he has written, and will perform, teh No Nomming the Rodent Bloos. Ai donut noe wut this will be like, but …
well ai woked up this morning
looking fer sumfing to nom
yes ai woked up this mowrning
looking fer sumfing to nom
all ai cud see wuz rodents
and tehy tolded me ai cudnnt’ have eben one.
so ai took off running
fast as ai cud fly
yes ai tookedd off runing
fast as ai cud fly
ai wuz looking fer a small plump herbivore
wun that ai cud try
ai has a hungree and
itz got me awn my knees
oh yes, ai has a hungree
and itz hasing me awn my knees
ai gotz teh no-rodents-fer-lunchtime blooz
and itz killin me by degrees
ai’m gonna try me sum tofu
and sum salad and sum sprouts
oh yes ai’m nomming me sum tofu
and ai’m chewing awn the sprouts
but teh rodents be so much more delishus and nootrishus
that they had better just watch outs
ai’z gonna jumps awn them and bite ‘em
and they .s.sa.s……..
*feedback*
*security grabs Igor*
stop it… lemme go!! ai’m nawt dun wif mai song ….
well ai woked up this morning
looking fer sumfing to nom
yes ai woked up this mowrning
looking fer sumfing to nom
all ai cud see wuz rodents
and tehy tolded me ai cudnnt’ have eben one.
so ai took off running
fast as ai cud fly
yes ai tookedd off runing
fast as ai cud fly
ai wuz looking fer a small plump herbivore
wun that ai cud try
ai has a hungree and
itz got me awn my knees
oh yes, ai has a hungree
and itz hasing me awn my knees
ai gotz teh no-rodents-fer-lunchtime blooz
and itz killin me by degrees
ai’m gonna try me sum tofu
and sum salad and sum sprouts
oh yes ai’m nomming me sum tofu
and ai’m chewing awn the sprouts
but teh rodents be so much more delishus and nootrishus
that they had better just watch outs
ai’z gonna jumps awn them and bite ‘em
and they .s.sa.s……..
*feedback*
*security grabs Igor*
stop it… lemme go!! ai’m nawt dun wif mai song ….
Sorry folks, that didn’t go so well. But for our next act …
ruh roh … duplicate duplication. sry. :blush:
gud song! (well, up until that last part…) heer, has sum popcorms!
I must kunfess, I lubz Igor.
he mite be gud akcsessory for yur hsparklee fringe-y vest and thigh-hi buuts!
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Ai am so prowd to know ebreewun heer!
Clappity clapity clap!
*clappity clappity clappity floofy paws*
*whistles reelly lawd*
*clappity clappity clappity floofy paws*
clappity clappity clap!!!!
Whoooo hoooooo
woot woot
Tahts a berry excellent sawng Gremlin
**standz up an clapps wildlee**
BRAVO! BRAVO!
Fankyoo, yor a wunnerful krowd! Yor verreh generous! {{cheezfrenz}}
I am so graytful, I duzzint has teh wurds to express it properly . . .
*gits orf teh stage, happily joyns in teh dantzing and nomming*
Byootimus!!!!! **clapclapclapclapclappityclapclap**
*LCB twirls happily in flowy, chiffon-y Stevie Nicks-y outfit*
That was teh super and teh duper, Gremlin!
d’Beaker arrives fer concert. Has circa 1978 GratefullyDed t-shirt wif teh tie-die desines, teh bell-bawtom pants an teh hedband. Luks slitely confuzilled, just like in 1978.
Igor is coming later. Himz in teh goth metal outfit. Has been practicing peercings in teh labs, late at nite. No, yew donut wanto to noes. Trusts me. But hims mohawk is the bomb, wif teh spikey hair sticking up in an attractive shade of … well … has nawt been seen on hair before ai finkso.
Let the myoosic begins.
omgsh. teh kitteh luks lyk muh awnt… jus wiffowt teh pepmynt kandeez.
Dis kitteh luks like she or he has a misspent past. The idoit she lives wif canz rite a buk in re-tail-iation telling The Real Truf! Like what happened at the previous conset fer teh tiny not-noms. Did tey ever find dat feaffer tipped riding whip, den?
U can discuss dis in teh intermission. Hush–the nex ackt iz about to start!
**enters wearin lubly royal bloo silk/satin gown dat litelee grazez teh floor, tehre iz clevidj, but nawt tackee clevidj**
**shoos are nise heels an teh toesies are paynted tew match teh gown**
**hares is swept up into loose Fronsch knot, wif curlee tendrils hangin heer an there**
**diamonz are eberyware – eers, neck, braselett, awn shoos**
Ohai! I’m sew glad tew be heer tew support owr lublee rodent-ial frenz.
I has teh kweshtun: iz teh cheez-mens gonna danse? I brot mai munnies in witch tew, um….. contribyoot tew teh cawze.
dymonz on teh soles uv her shoos!
Dats rite Mr Simon.
hey! ai thot yoo wuz hedbatter… ai meen, hedbanger!
I iz ekwul-opportoonitee musick lubber.
*throws arm drunkenlee arond rhsb*
yo noes tihs wun?
*sings Twisted Sister as anthem foar angree yung rodents*
WE’RE NAWT GUNNA TAYKE IT!
NO WE AIN’T GUNNA TAYKE IT!
Paul Simon, curtesy uf YooToob:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OafqYNCzq5U
Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes, FTW!
Shhh, don’t tell LCB!
Whut u meen u iz suddenlee tu much of an idiot to find teh gushey fud stor?
*”breeving hard**
Ai haz arriffed fur teh concurt!! Hope is not tu late! Wuz in parking lot…um…umm… preparing, yeah, thatz it…. DAWRN, ai mizzed Mick! Evereewun luks luvly!
I haz been heer awhile an not seens him. You may not bee too late!
Whoops. He was der whenn I went to teh restroom. By teh way–I wuld avoid dat place iffn I were you….
I wudda swore I herd him singing wen I wuz in the parrot-mobile smo—um–preparing— Dos restrooms r allwayz pleh at theze eventz!
unforshumately Mick lawst site uv de reesun fer de bennyfit & wuz dragged awf staig by angree wolbes. It wuz AWESUM!!!!!!
*waives wolf bannur*
O dawrn! sew sawry I mizzed to see dat! Nyce wolf bannur!
Iz problum, wen we prepares tu much in da van befor concert! Was awsum an win…best tu arive few hours earlee for prep time!!
/strike/test/-strike/
Use less-than and grater-than sines insted of slashes.
fanks!
OK, that didn’t wurk. Oh well.
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*dribez up2 conzert inna VW Microbus dat habz sigh-ko-del-ik drawings ob rodintz onit*
*wearz teh obligatory ty-dy teeshirt wif cimbal ob whirled pees onit*
*walks ober 2 staj wif open mik*
*stepz up 2 do a nummer akapela*
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*sings* Hao mini rodes mus GP luk down
B4 dey stawp kallin himz “nomz”?
…Teh antz r mii frenz, der blowin inna wind…teh antz r blowin inna wind.
*clappity clappity clappity* dat wuz beyewtiful karen!
*taeks a bow*
*flower ring fallz off hed.*
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We iz on strike?
Iz The Whomping Willows going to come and singz a song? Matt has the BEST songs about teh underdogs in lifes. Or in dis case, teh under rodents. A man who writes lyrics lik dis is just what we need! “We’ll be jus like Romeo and Juliet except not quite as dead…” “I need a word dat rhymes wif branches..sumthing better than Horatio Sanchez, ooooOOOooo!”
blanches? ewops, probly inappropr — inapropri — not right.
franchez .. deh lolfronch
tranchez — aka trenches
hanchez — aka haunches
ranches
blanches
Stoopid ($%#&&%*($ WP bin nommin mai commints fer daes an daes an daes!!! Ai bean awlmos wittee n ebriting, butt **giglol – ai sed ‘butt’** ai gos tu mennee imbisibols.
**snifl**
Ai wanna b ats teh consit wif ebrwun elfs. Nawt wanna stae hoam an has a imbisibol.
**snifl sum moar**
Wowzers… dat kitteh has teh scawy eyes!
Iz der a concessshun stand at dis ebent? Iz NAWT luuking for noms, jest drinkies to go wif my danses to awl dis wunnerful meeyewzic.
dere is YNGuinness Grrls adn Guys inna Nawty Barn wib free Guinness adn teh Ty Booteek is well stokked wib Chokklit Martoonies adn watebber yu wants!
Yu r teh bestiest hostiss EBER! FREE guinness? Will bee ryght back!
Oh fanks GP, I has a thirsty after teh resite-ashun!
Dis is GRATE btw!
I’ll has my peeple contact ur peeple abowt somethin in Desember.
Maybe fur Bocksing Day?
mebbeh! yesh yesh yesh!
Mai ai sing? *apologiez 2 James Taylor*
When youre down and trubbled
And you need a helping hand
And prediters, o prediters r trine 2 munch u,
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To defend u eben in de darkest nights.
You just call out my name,
And you know whereever I am
Ai’ll come running wif a kwikness, oh yeah baby
To smack dem wif a beeg stik.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And Ill be there, an ai wont nibble u yeah, yeah, yeah.
Youve got a friend.
WOOT! * clappity clappity *
{{{{bluesfan}}}}
dat was teh win!!!
um, ware can I gets one of those beeg stiks?
Tehy has tehm at Tarzhay?
**claps claps claps claps***
**luuks at nu frend in awe**
Yu, BF473, are nawt jest a grayte danser but awlsew a fabul — fabewl — bery good sawng stylist!
Yay!
Big stiks are on sale at teh consesshun stand. For a few extry moneys, u can gets one that glows in teh darks!
yay!! clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap
*wayves cellfoen lite*
u mus be yung whippersnapper lyke GP. Bak in mai day, wuz teh lyghterz!
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*wayves lyghter*
*sets jk2k’s phon on fyre*
whups, diddn’t meen 2 do that!
*pores beer onnit 2 put fyre owt*
ai iz looong wai frum whippersnapper, but fanks foar finkin ai iz yung!
*handz owt gynormous glo-stiks fer waivin*
Yay! *KLAP KLAP!!!* Woot woot!
*clapclapclapclapclap* Yaaaayyayayaa BF473!!!!
Thanks to all for the great songs and poems- ai haz to go bak to werk- carry on de cauz of Rodent Not-Nomming!
*swaiz arms inna ayre & chants*
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NO NOMS!
NO NOMS!
NO NOMS!
*Enterz waring ornj an bloo owtfit*
O waitaminnit, teh footbawl game isn’t until Caturday…
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Dis partee is sew mush fun!
*Raises glass uv , uh, glass uv water*
Iss gud consert! An maybee naow teh kittehs will unnerstan why dey shuddent nom teh rodents. Wood be a shaem if all dat werk went fur nuttin.
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Cheerz to GP an teh committeh!
ornj an bloo owtfit!! FTW!! (wii hope!) Go Hoos!
Aww fankies Cassidy! Ai lubbs yur owtfeet!
Fanks, GP! An Go Hoos fur shure!
Hay GP dis consert iz de bestest!
Aifinkso wii r heddin fer de pleh 200 commints sew doan fergit 2 bee clikin de “show all” fing er u mite miss owt awn sum uv de funz!
aifinkso mebbeh is thyme fur intermishun?
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ai gets teh Rabid Weesuls reddy fur teh beeg rayce!
ai dint kno dere wuz gunna bee weesul racin! sweet!
duz ai haz tyme 2 deeg a moshpit?
oh yesh yesh yesh!
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is rayce tu sateesfy teh kittehs knead tu chase chase chase fings
Yo, Cat connection with glasses !
http://www.agoravox.fr/article.php3?id_article=47838
I have never seen such intense yellow eyes in my life.
And before teh big 200 commint thred borking, plz join me in a toast to LCB and GP and tessm, wot a GRATE job putting together this benifit!
*Razes big glass of Guinness*
We razed… *cownts* elebenty duzzen munneys for non-rodint-nomming educashuns.
*turns to teh back of teh house*
And a BIG thank u to all teh support staffs!! Liting, sownd… cudnt has done it without u!!
*turns bak around*
Hay.. where’d teh munnies go??
Umm… je ne sais pas…
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* scampers off wib bulging dololar sign bag *
…awn teh stage at teh NB.
Teh Chippy n dells dans awn as teh myoosic starts.
Gopher
I saw it officer,
it looked prehistoric …
There’s a gopher in my pants
And it does a nasty dance
When it moves in and out
Everybody starts to shout
gopher, aaaah gopher, aaaah
Get outta here gopher!
gopher! gopher!
Get outta here gopher!
There’s a gopher in my pants
And It does a nasty dance
When it sees the light of day
You can here the people say
Oh no, a gopher! Oh no, a gopher!
Oh no, oh no, oh no a giant gopher
gopher! gopher!
Oh no, a giant gopher!
Shut the window, bolt the door!
Don’t wanna see that gopher no more!
There’s a gopher in my pants
And it does a modern dance
When it comes into a room
People hit it with a broom
Take that gopher! Take that gopher!
Take it! Take it! Take that you awful thing!
Take that aaah! Take that aaah!
Take it! Take it! Take that you naughty thing!
And they don’t wear pants on the other side of France
But they do wear fleece to protect them from the beasts
gopher! gopher! Oh gee, a great big gopher
There’s a gopher on the run and it wants to have have some fun
When it flies hup in the air, all the people stop and stare
The guys give a yell and the girls start to shriek
When they see its giant claws and it razor sharp beak
Gosh would you look at that thing
And I thought dinosaurs were extinct
Aaaaah!
hahahah! clap clap!!
* drags in Rabid Weesuls waring Lolycra running owtfits adn nummer playtes *
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Otay, rollol up, rollolup… awl teh hongree kittehs get reddy…
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Teh Weesuls wheel run run runveryfast twice arownd teh nawty barn, awl teh wai up LCB’s lawwwwng dribeway, splash thru teh JCH4K fowntain adn den run run runveryfast back tu heer.
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Plz tu feel free tu chase chase chase
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3… 2… 1…
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* lets weesuls go *
*skamperz awf affer weesuls*
runrunpownse-miss
runrunpownse-miss
runrunrunrunpownse-miss
Ai’ll git u mai prittee weesuls, an ur lolycra runnin soots tew!
ai fink ai is too full uv Guinness to run ennywherez!
*watches from wayyyyy up high onna top ov teh ampitheater… where itz safe*
run run run pownse run run run pownse *luks up wif lolycra runnin suit in mouf* runs runs after nekkid weesel.
Srwy sparrow hops in. Coks hed to one side? Kin ai hav teh open mic fer jus a minit? We berds iz nommed bai kittehs tew. Hers meh sad story:
*Takes deep bref…sings timidly*
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Ai am a nom of constant sorrow
Ai’ve seen nommin all my day.
Ai bid farewell to teh nommin diner
The place where I was nawt but ate.
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Fur six long munths aiz been in hidin
No kittehs here hab found meh
Fer in this world ai’m bound ta ramble
I hab cheezfrends to halp me now.
yay! *clappity clappity*
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oooh, mebbe we do no-nom-burds konsert foar boksing dae?
Oh yay!!! yesplz! Plz dun nom de plumez!
*clappity clappity!*
* ..wanders in, wearing a deliteful array of Chrissmuss wrapping paper, tinsel an bowages…*
…Pass teh Parrotseed plz?
Sorry for teh weeird clobing arrangement, an beein late to teh concer. I ahs been wrappin seekrit stuff fer teh Farmer Christmas for howers!! I losed trak ob time
I cannawt sing, so I will spare yoo awl teh Horror ob dat…But I has a qwestyun.
Has teh Fat Laydee singed yet?..
Juss wunnerin…
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You Guize ROCK!!!!!! Fankyoo for teh most brillyunt Concert I hab ebbber heerd. AN I is warin mah gnoo Ears so I heerd it Lowd an kleer
ohai Tidmum; ai has nawt herd no fat laydee yet… aifinkso dere steel be lawts of teh phun tu be had!
Whooohoooo

I habbin stoopy pooter prollems too. Mah commentsis appear, tehn diskappear an I nawt show up in Who be tawkin most ob teh time eever
But I can still reed awl teh Fun..* Puts party hat awn and swigs a alkyhollik bebberij*..
where did his ears go?
*runs up*
Stoopy work. who has meeting on day b4 fansgibing?
concert is amazin. Congrats to all orgamizers!
*sees weezuls*
ooh shinny!
*runrunrunpounce!*
Ment to miss! Reawwy!
*swims into the thread* Sorry I’m late! Anyone need splashing? No? Good!
I’d like to recite a poem I wrote for this wonderful occasion, sorry it’s not very good. *ahem ahem*
Our friends are not for nomming
They’re so small and cute.
When the hunger strikes you
Why not nom some fruit?
Small and furry
Soft and sweet
They’re for hugging
Never never to eat!
Little furries are our pals
Friendships we should forge
We should pet and love them
And maybe call them George!
*clappity clappity*
iz berry gud!
YAY! Hugh! FTW! @@@@@
An yay HUGH!! Taht wuz grate!
Ai think maybee, although ai ar alreddee heer, taht ai can still enter, since it iz Cyburspace!
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So – JCH4K drives up in hur bloo Fiat convertible. Hur hare (today – she haz hare, to honor teh rodents ebreeware) swept up an piled awn top! An she iz drissed in a layte 60s dress wif a fringee vest awn.
that is beutimus!
*clapclapclap*
wood u lik a drink to sillybrate wundermus performance?
Wondermuas poem, Hugh G!!!! **clappy clappy floofy paws**
Ebbry one, dis concert was sew moving and ful ob awsome an win, aifinks bout changin mai ways now, mebbe nawt tu nom da rodints noe moar. *holds up two pinky toe pads in peace sign* Um, but da weesels, iz dat still okai?
Srwy Sparrow hopz in agin. Cant clappity, no paws. But ur poem iz berry gud. Mmm…berries! Plz nawt to be furgettin our feafured frends. We berds getz nommed bi teh kittehz, tew!
**flooffee pawz clapping**
Oh mai, Hugh, dat b a fabuluz pome!!
{{{HGM}}}
Halp! HHAAAALLPPP!!!! Ai r trien tu b wif eberiwun at teh consit, butt **gigglol – ai sed ‘butt’** ai has a normus imbisibol – aiz had dis terbol imbisibol fur daes an daes!!!
Y stoopi WP nawt liek mii enneemoars?? Ai bin gud … um … k … ai bin moasly gud … well …. ai nawt bin as bad as ai cudda bin! Der!!
**sniflol**
Ai wanna b wif ebriwun at teh consit. **sniflol** Ai nawt wanna stae hoam an b imbisibol bai maiselfs. **sniflol** Sumbudee pls tu halp mi? **sniflol** Pls??
Would someone please fill my moat with some of that free Guinness I’ve been hearing about?
* motions tu YNGuinness Grrls tu back truk up next tu Hugh’s moat *
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Otay, turn on teh tap! Dere yu go Hugh, awl teh Guinness yu can dwink!
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Ai has tu go nao, fankies tu awl teh cheezfrends fur anudder uh-maze-ing ebent!
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Speshul fankies tu Skwirrlgrll fur habbing teh ideeya inna nawt sekkund plaice adn lolcatburglar adn tessm fur halping tu rite teh sawgns adn tu ebberywon else hu tukk tu teh stayge tu sing a sawng oar du a dans dans dans.
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Teh stoopy weesuls is steel running arownd sumware in lolycra running soots so plz tu be feline free tu chase chase chase dem awl yu want!
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O, adn fur teh grrl cheezfrends, aifinkso teh Chip n’ Dales arr putting awn a show inna Nawty Barn layter – PG-13!
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{{{Cheezfrends}}}
For he’s a jolly good GP! For he’s a jolly good GP!
For he’s a jolly good GP!
Who you should never nom!
No, when exactly is the NB show?
Wat a wunnerful jawb uv wranglin dis sho u did GP an Skwirlgrll an LCB an tessm an ebree wun elze!!! It wuz sew mush fun!! Ai haz 2 leev naow so ai wishin (tew thoze whoo sillybrate it) a bery Happee & Cheezy Thanksgibbon tew awl!
*Directs tanker truk to moat*
Swim free, drink free, we awl agree…Mr. Manatee!!!
hous abous “mi idjet sirVANT”?
hic. tuuk mi a minnute to getz tihs wun. hic.
but iz clebber!
Tan Q!
*run to Guinness van. Fills Hugh barrel. runs back to moat*
Wew. that was hard work.
*drinks from barrel*
I mean, here Hugh!
*pours into moat.*
*rinse and repeat from top*
Thank you GP, kerrykatz and gammacat! *rolls over and swims upside down with a blissful smile* HIC!!
thanky Hugh
HIC! HIC!
*starts hugging random peeps*
I lubs you guys!
*starts mixing chocolit martoonies*
*kk4 staggers up, takes offered martoonie* Ai lubs all y’all!! Dis suthern grammer, y’all is singular, all y’all is plural
OOOOH! chocolit martoonies!
*hugs thottee gammaca*
mai ai hav wun? Awl that clapping an cheering maed me kwite thurstee!!
Of course J4K
*hands Janet chocolat martoonie wif chokolat on edge*
sowwy I didn’t get to you earlier. Was distrackted by the cyoot
in the next lol.
Cheshire Kitteh Kat waulks awntuu daurkened staige;
her ar waring a laung blak hi-nekked chiffaun drehss;
(yuu kannaut sea teh blak hi-taup velvit sneekerz awn her fuuts
becuz iyts tuu daurk); her sittez onna stuul under a spautlite;
*sings, ala Marlene Dietrich*:
“Tuu awl teh furree frends Ai ebber luuved;
Hoo ar noes launger heer butt gone awaiy;
Tehir liddol memorees Ai hauld soe deer;
Gone soe laung tho Ai wuntid thems tuu staiy;
“Tuu tehir sweete reemembrings ……..”
*fources bak stifleded saubs, slipps offa stuul,
adn slowlee waulks aufstaige wif hed daowncast,
teers streemyng doawn cheekes*
{{{{cheshirekittehkat}}}}
s’okay. habs a Guinness. iz free. hic.
{{{{ckk}}}} Taht wuz so fitting! Ai wish ai had had taim to bring a sawng!
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Ai thot maybee – a round?
Laik -
“Ro ro ro yur dent
Gentlee down teh streem.
Merrilee merrilee merrilee merrilee
Laif is just aies creem!”
ro ro ro yur dent! LOL!
Aww, “sweete reemembrings” FTW. *sniffle*
We rayzes a glass for awl teh furreh frenz we haz lubbed. CKK, I drinks a sip uv bubblee shampayne wit yoo? *clink* Iz speshul blooberry shampayne . . .
Yummmmmers!!!! Ai can haz sume moar, pleez? Slurp, sluurp!!!
*wipes eyes* dis liek teh bestest comment thred EVAR – yoos awl soooooo talented. mush shtop teh giggelz…can’t, jest can’t…
an iz ur lol! conga-ratz!
Anudder great one, Winnie-Wonka! Keep em comin!!!
**Walks up tew teh podiyum an softlee clears throte**
I’d like to say a few words about our wonderful rodent friends here on ICHC.
From the Mauses, to the West River rat, to the swkwirlols, to the Guinness Piggeh, the Rabid Weasels, and everyone else, you guies and girls have been nothing but nice to me. The Mauses have been there for me, and the Ebil Maus is such a grate friend and Master, as I am his original minion.
The skwirlols have been very busy and have provided lots of entertainment and great whippy cream.
The Guinness Piggeh, although he “borrowed” and forgot to return my leather goods, has been a great friend.
The Rabid Weasles, you guies have been great friends to me and do wonderful contract work when idjit co-workers play Krissmis Musick before FanksGibbin.
Mr West River rat, well what can I say? You’re a great person and have a heart bigger than the universe. Thanks for helping me christen the new soundproof room in the NB. <3
**wipes a small tear from the corner of her eye**
Thank you to AWL our non-kitteh family members of Cheezland!
*Leeps tu feet* Bravo, bravo, all cheezpeeps!!!!
I’m afraid I must be going now. Love and hugs (oops, here, have a towel) to all Cheeseland friends. Let this fine concert’s message of peace be heard and long remembered! HIC! ♥ ♥ ♥
And onlee wun rodint wuz harmed here. An it wuz an akksydent.
Leeza-b steppt on her own tayl and got a purplol hart. No uther kreechurs wuz harmed in teh mayking uv this partay.
Partay planners, I tayks mah hat off to yoo awl! Gud job, gud job!
Troolee – wun ov teh BEST CONCERTS EBBER!
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Another grate hysteroical moment in ICHC Histerry!
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To LCB an Guinness Piggeh an TessM, Skwerlgrrl, Phillipe an Igor, Cweenmj, WestRiverrat, gremlin, Swry Sparrow, bluesfan473, Karen, Hugh an teh Burfday Faerie – an ai KNOW ai’ leeving sum out!! sorrey! But that wuz just WONDERFUL!!!!
CheshireKittehCat and Karen, too!!
an LCB didn’t even tayke teh purplol hart owt 2 luuk at inna lite!
well, shee wuz teh bizzee wif teh konsert.
Hip Hip Hooray for awl the partay planners!
*hands out guiness and chocolit martoonies*
this thread was amazing.
Thanks for cheering up pleh work day!
*KCT arrives a liddlol layte but dressed awl in vintage bell bottoms, acid green top, lawtsa beeds and tie arownd hed and platform shoes* *flashes peece sine* Hai ebberbuddy! *wips owt gitar* Ai’d liek to sing a sawng abowt hao rodents and kittehs can lib in peece. Dere r qwestions wii needs to ask ourselfs. *starts singing to “blowing in the wind”*
Hao menny tiems must a rat walk down before wii can cawl him a rat,
Hao menny times must ginneh piggeh run down befoar he can avoid the cat.
Hao menny tiems musta maustraps go off befoar wii cawl a truce?
Teh answer mai frens is running in the hamster trail,
Teh answer is running in the hamster trail.
*obercum wif emoshun* O mai! Mai Maus, GP and Skwirrls!
**clappy clappy** Wundermus!! *wipes tear from eye wif tye dyed shirt, throws beed neklace at stage in tribute*
Klappittee, klappittee wif floofy pawses!!!!
Fankew, fankew! *wabes floofee paw af ckk and kk4 and piks up beeds* Ai’ll tresure dese awlwais!
another testYes!!!
yow! uf luks cud killz dat kitteh b on def rowe…
ai can bees teh
“stoopy jerk ur obsessed wif”?
LOL!
The Idiot I Live With.
That’s my kitty cat.
“the idiot with whom I live.”
does iz sum freeka iys!
Does iz sum fayke iys! Dat be uh fayke kitteh! Kyoot capshun, tho