fanx, MelOnyx n LCB. it has been elbenty dozen years since i read dat adn somehow teh neural pathway which should ha rebembred dat ref haz been hijack’d by otter fings. Blame Igor adn teh spearmint he did on my bwain to try to cure me of insidious eerwermitis. ["no side effects" he said, "don't worry,",he said. hrmphh. i want my munnies back, because i still got "gipsies, tramps adn theeves" stuckinmyhed]
Oar “Iffen Ai Onlee Hads a Brane” from Wizard of Oz. Makes poor impreshun when ai humz this going down teh hallway in teh hospitalz inna white coat, aifinkso.
Ai useter hum taht downteh hawlway a lots win Ai was teechifyin n elolmentree skuul. Win mai sun came to bisit wi awlways did “lyons adn tigurs adn bares omai” n teh hawl, wif overlappin futsteps.
owiEe!
*ohter tendril reach behind annipuss and tap her showlder*
ha ha, made you look!
*while annipuss be teh glowering at dat tendril, otters kwickly cross da lien*
it’s a ninvasion…
It akshuly wuz. It had liddel bits of veggies mixed in, inklooding red and yellow sweet peppers in a nyce garlik and budder sawse. A bit tastier than yor yooshul frozin meel!
* whispurrs * whut DK donut no, cheezfrends is taht dere is no sush fing as a “nyce kale salid” so is nawt pawsible… lettuce sea iffn hur kin get owt ob tihs won…
Dey puts it in a bery nommy soop at Olive Garden (a neyetalyun restaurant in teh US) — wif spicy sausages & potatoes & leeks aifink. Ai had neber thot uv eeting kale (awlwaiz thot it wuz just a garnish), but itz bery bery gud in teh soop.
Mai pinny gig an bunnyhops do berry well wen Ai gets teh Kale in mai veg box – fresh an organic; nuffink butt(!) teh best fur mai rodints! Saym wiv teh Spring greens – wot R tehse? Ai sai. “Greens” sez teh veg box peeps. “Taht’s nawt a veg; taht’s a CULLER” Ai sai – an gibs it to Val ‘n’ Tina ‘n’ Axl Pig. An tehy sai “Nomnomnomnomnomnomnom!!!”
Hooman must supply lotz of kitteh tois, inklooding 6-paks of those floofy rattly mauses. When wun gitz nommd or wet or icky, it musst be replayced by a gnu maus! Stat!
Hyoomin child must nawt close teh smallest kitteh in a drawer & den neglect to tell teh adults hoo iz frantiklee luukin fur teh kitteh fur 45 minnitz … *sigh*
Kitteh iz teh ok. Aifink she just had a niec long nap in a warm dark cozy drawr… den beelined strait fur teh gushifuds az soon az she wuz releest.
Culda bin wurse. . . Mah Dexter is wun of a litter of 3 tabbeh boiz. Mah sister’s frend updoptid wun of them. And her grandddauter klosed that kitten in teh freezer (wuz menneh munths ago). Wuz only in ther verreh breefly, but skeered mah sister. She sez if they let such a thing happin agin, she is tayking bak teh kitteh. (And she meens bidniss!)
Oooh – dat iz skerree. Glad kitteh wuz ok (an dat she had fur).
Teh pplz in mah howse wuz far moar upset den teh kitteh. Dusty apparently diddint maek a sownd & teh uvver kittehs diddint seem to noe where she wuz. Aifink dey wud haz smelled feer on hur if she had been skerred & dat dey wud have reacted.
Mai muvver-in-law axidently left her kitteh in teh linen closet wen she left for teh weekend onse. Apurrently tey kitteh liekd to hide in thair. Kitteh wus just fine, must has gon into hiburnashun mode…
Onna relayted noet: Menne yeers ago, Ai had a payr ob Converse baysbawl boots (waaay Bfor tehy wer trendy) wiv “Babe Ruth” on tehm, witch Ai thort wus pritty cool! Mai SIL arxed if Ai had tehm maed speshully – she’d NEBER herd ob Babe Ruth! Nao, in TTI, “Baysebawl” is cawled “Rownders” an is plaid bai gurls butt(!) eben so, most peeps has herd ob Babe Ruth!
i daer you to crsoss it
*sing sawng voice*
if u comes over tew my side of teh line I’ll gives u shrimp…
*pricks up eers*
shwimp?!???!
* hold out silver tray piled hi wiff broilded shrimps
wotodo, wotodo,wotodo
izzit a twap?
cantresistcantresist…
send ur magic carpet over the line an u cin has delivery ( I’d haet tew see a groan sweetpea dither in indesiishon)
ooooooooo you da best!
*sends magic carpet over to princessmu*
*sends bak shrimp*
*wanders off happily*
oar a dithering sweetpea groaning!
heheh!
Please, kitteh, draw me a sheep.
ewe rilly want dat?
kitteh aplies fur job in teh CHRG drawing Department of teh CHRG faktory
da ramifications might be widespread, wachout.
somebody’s bound to get fleeced!
Dot’s teh woollyist eye deer ebber.
don’t worry, I got your pun
draw mii eh baff!
Seel voo play!
Seel voo nom!
Nom, voo, nom!
noes… not teh seels!!
LeDing! LeDing! LeDing! LeDing!
Nous avons un winner!
DK, u wins a rose and 3 volcanoes (2 active, 1 extinct, but on ne sais jamais.)
see voo play, por favor, us nonFronshc spekerhz need halp. da chiste went right ober moi hed.
I holehartedly recommend that u read teh original in book form (is availamable in Ingerlish) but this will do in teh short term:
Draw me a sheep
Yu noe, ai lufs dat buk (en bote anglesh adn frenhz), adn ai dint remembah dat!
An oh mai CC!! Ai haz a giant Culchoor Gap!! Ai hav neber red it.
Butt – tiz awl to teh gud!!! Ai dont know wai teh REST ov yoo ar heer – but AI am heer fur teh Edumafication!!
From Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery.
Dessine-moi un mouton! / Draw me a sheep.
fanx, MelOnyx n LCB. it has been elbenty dozen years since i read dat adn somehow teh neural pathway which should ha rebembred dat ref haz been hijack’d by otter fings. Blame Igor adn teh spearmint he did on my bwain to try to cure me of insidious eerwermitis. ["no side effects" he said, "don't worry,",he said. hrmphh. i want my munnies back, because i still got "gipsies, tramps adn theeves" stuckinmyhed]
Try Yellolow Submareen bai teh Beatlols. Alwais wurks 4 me.
Oar “Iffen Ai Onlee Hads a Brane” from Wizard of Oz. Makes poor impreshun when ai humz this going down teh hallway in teh hospitalz inna white coat, aifinkso.
kood be werse — at leest ur nawt a nurlol — a nyooro — a brane dawkter!
*snerk*
Ai wud LUB a dokter wiv taht kynd ob hyoomer! Lyk teh flee bottom mists hoo has dracula on tehre terny kays! Bwahahahahahahahaha!!!!
Corse, rilly yu shud be hummings “Ebry breff yu taek”….
Ai useter hum taht downteh hawlway a lots win Ai was teechifyin n elolmentree skuul. Win mai sun came to bisit wi awlways did “lyons adn tigurs adn bares omai” n teh hawl, wif overlappin futsteps.
Le petit prince FTW
This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside.
FTW LCB!
prittee kitteh iz beean arrtisstik
Cross it at ur perrill
*pokes tendril just a leeeeeeeeedle over da lien*
Thwap!
owiEe!
*ohter tendril reach behind annipuss and tap her showlder*
ha ha, made you look!
*while annipuss be teh glowering at dat tendril, otters kwickly cross da lien*
it’s a ninvasion…
Dunno wat teh otters wull do dis sied uv teh lien – serez no wadder an no fishis!
*otters, with their clever little paws, open the water main in annipuss’s street and splishpsplash all over da plaice*
Ai aer glad dat Ai lib at teh top uv teh hill! *Gets owt binoklierz 2 watsh teh otters playin*
Den tehy noms teh plaice.
awl teh wile singin “Der’s a plaice fur uss, sumware a plaice fur uss….”
a thyme adn a plaaaaaaaaice for us…….♪
Wess Sy d’Story ftw
“Deres no tiem 4 us
Deres no plase 4 us
Wut iz dis ting dat biuldz r dweamz
Yet sips awayz frum us…”
♫ Hoo wantz tu livvv 4 ebber….?♫ (Kween ref FTW, Kerri!)
Iz wun ob mai faborite songz ^-^
kant ai has jus eh littul peril?
Cross teh lien an fyned owt!
bee caerfull uv perils an swyne!
adn put yur perils befour swyne..
adn yu staiz awn yur sied!
tihs syde ob howse belong tu kittehs; taht syde fur doggehs… k?
but wware does de Humins stay? we humin has controll of teh gushie food u kno….
hmm… yu maek an inneressing poynt… mebbeh wii shud discuss eet ober sum ob tihs gushifud yu speeks ob, hmm?
* hands GP a bowl ov corn beef hash over cabage*
Goosh it up Piggeh
*smug look*
i got Shwimp!! and he got corn beef hash over cabbage*
now sweetpea! tew each his own! *giglol*
hee, got hims just dessert, hee did.
I has a swhimp too! Honistly! *holds up pakij* It sez: Marie Callender’s shrimp scampi. Is whutz for lonsch today!
now, now, you know you have to share with everybody…
*offers a smawl playt of shrimp scampi to eech cheez-peep hoo wuntings sum*
Dat is bery jenerus ob yoo, Gremlin!
*wispers* Heer, Mayrwee, yoo can has mai shaer.
ooooo Fangs! BFF!
Mmm — dat sownds boaf delishus an nootrishus.
It akshuly wuz. It had liddel bits of veggies mixed in, inklooding red and yellow sweet peppers in a nyce garlik and budder sawse. A bit tastier than yor yooshul frozin meel!
* carefulleh puts awn littlol napkin, arraynges cutlery, taeks elbows awf tayblol…
…dives hed nawt sekkund intu bowl of EXTRY nommylishus noms *
OHM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM
u maek me laff
rly?
can u get me a drink then?
how about a nice lemmingade?
* rummage rummage *
hmm… wii seems tu bii awl owt ob lemmings… kin ai inneress yu in sum freshly skwoze GP Joos? Is steel warm adn clowdeh, juss hao yu lieks eet…
pfft!
wut kind of serbiss is this?
LCB ware is u? ur phonquais seem to need sum remediul phlonquaising classes..!
Naow den GP ware aer ur mannurz?
* lukks up frum bowl wib cormed beef awl ober wiskurs *
huh? whut? ai has NO ideeya whut yu meens! * BURP *
*Whisperz* U din’t sai fang Q to teh princess.
*avoids messy wiskers*
* pets GP*
u am of course welcome
We’ve secretly replaced GP’s corned beef hash with a nice kale salad. Let’s see if he notices.
* whispurrs * whut DK donut no, cheezfrends is taht dere is no sush fing as a “nyce kale salid” so is nawt pawsible… lettuce sea iffn hur kin get owt ob tihs won…
*wispers bak* GP, iz kale serbed ober ice, to keep it niec adn fresh!
Dere iz nuffin nies abowt kale!
* nod nod * kael is teh pleh, aifinkso, uh huh, yesh.
Ai kin has sum nyce shwimp kabobs insted?
kthxdonutforgettehdippingsaus
kale, kale, teh gangz awl heer…
Dey puts it in a bery nommy soop at Olive Garden (a neyetalyun restaurant in teh US) — wif spicy sausages & potatoes & leeks aifink. Ai had neber thot uv eeting kale (awlwaiz thot it wuz just a garnish), but itz bery bery gud in teh soop.
dere bii Portugeese kale soop datz bery bery tastee!
Mai pinny gig an bunnyhops do berry well wen Ai gets teh Kale in mai veg box – fresh an organic; nuffink butt(!) teh best fur mai rodints! Saym wiv teh Spring greens – wot R tehse? Ai sai. “Greens” sez teh veg box peeps. “Taht’s nawt a veg; taht’s a CULLER” Ai sai – an gibs it to Val ‘n’ Tina ‘n’ Axl Pig. An tehy sai “Nomnomnomnomnomnomnom!!!”
fashionista kitteh wants U to wear purtier shooz
plus these shoes r pew pew pew
negst kitteh will goes through your closet to tellz U what not to wear
Mii kammanmentz, ai wrietz dem fur yu!
Dey bii:
kitteh must be probided wiv elebenty cheesburgers ebery day!
humin must touch kitteh only wen kitteh wants to b touched
do nawt make kitteh cum in wen kitteh wonts owt, nor make kitteh go owt wen himz wonts to cum in
Hooman must supply lotz of kitteh tois, inklooding 6-paks of those floofy rattly mauses. When wun gitz nommd or wet or icky, it musst be replayced by a gnu maus! Stat!
thou shalt nawt bafthe teh kitteh!
thou shalt nawt taek teh naym awf teh kitteh en vayn iffen teh kitteh nawt bii comen wez yu cawl, awr effen yu step en teh kitteh puek.
or wurse . . .
itz okai tu kovet thai naybur’s kitteh, bawt mus nawt taek.
Hmm yoo can borro sumtymes butt muss be gibbon teh kitteh bakk wen tehy cums bakk from bacashun.
Thou shalt provide sawft blankees and pillos for teh kitteh’s relaxification plezhur.
Thou shalt leave at least wun faucet dripping a liddlol drip for to supply teh kitteh with fresch drinking waddur.
adn, awf korse, teh mos ehmportent kamanmen:
ai em teh kitteh, thai kitteh, adn thou shall haf noe otter kittehs befour mii!
espeshullee fun wen yu has multipul kittehs…who awl noe dis won…
Hyoomin child must nawt close teh smallest kitteh in a drawer & den neglect to tell teh adults hoo iz frantiklee luukin fur teh kitteh fur 45 minnitz …
*sigh*
Kitteh iz teh ok. Aifink she just had a niec long nap in a warm dark cozy drawr… den beelined strait fur teh gushifuds az soon az she wuz releest.
Culda bin wurse. . . Mah Dexter is wun of a litter of 3 tabbeh boiz. Mah sister’s frend updoptid wun of them. And her grandddauter klosed that kitten in teh freezer (wuz menneh munths ago). Wuz only in ther verreh breefly, but skeered mah sister. She sez if they let such a thing happin agin, she is tayking bak teh kitteh. (And she meens bidniss!)
Oooh – dat iz skerree. Glad kitteh wuz ok (an dat she had fur).
Teh pplz in mah howse wuz far moar upset den teh kitteh. Dusty apparently diddint maek a sownd & teh uvver kittehs diddint seem to noe where she wuz. Aifink dey wud haz smelled feer on hur if she had been skerred & dat dey wud have reacted.
Dusty woz prolly pleezed to hab sum pees adn kwiet awai fum the sibel….seebl….. bruvvas n sistas
Mai muvver-in-law axidently left her kitteh in teh linen closet wen she left for teh weekend onse. Apurrently tey kitteh liekd to hide in thair. Kitteh wus just fine, must has gon into hiburnashun mode…
Ai draw teh lyn rite deir! U will nawt catch mii nawt-alive in dows shoes… Teh kulur, it duz nawt komplehmint mah floof!
cheeses twict, hez drawin a lyon, git in teh car!!
@@@@@ – FTW!
But, ai doan habba kar!
Den yu betturr runawaiwivakwikness!!!
*reaches thru the inntertubes from teh last lol, and dunks Africat*
splutter glub hey!! *swims lyke Turkish Van kitteh an chases skwirrlgrrl arown teh pool* Ail git yu, yu skwirrlee yu!
*skwirts water at Africat throo her teefs*
*snickers*
Ooo! Ai has a hongree! Ai can has a Snickers too? Plz plz plz???
oh noes, that was my last one… but wait!
*looks over in teh watter*
is that a Babbeh Ruth??
erm… o ai shure hoap soe!!!
*grins*
here… I was just teesing u.
*pulls out famblee size snickers and gives to Africat*
Omnomnomnom! Fanks! *faice cubbered in chokleet*
o, AfriCat, u got a lil schmutz dere *pulls owt a wet wype*
Ai is NAWT a behbeh! Harumph!
there there! of corse ur not!
*tries to pacify Amberuth*
Waaah! Waaaah!
*spits owt passy fire*
naow naow, doan cri! *rinsis awf passy fire an pinz it tew amberruth’s onesie fer saifkeepin*
Onna relayted noet: Menne yeers ago, Ai had a payr ob Converse baysbawl boots (waaay Bfor tehy wer trendy) wiv “Babe Ruth” on tehm, witch Ai thort wus pritty cool! Mai SIL arxed if Ai had tehm maed speshully – she’d NEBER herd ob Babe Ruth! Nao, in TTI, “Baysebawl” is cawled “Rownders” an is plaid bai gurls butt(!) eben so, most peeps has herd ob Babe Ruth!
Oh, win! Win! Gud wun!
incomin cofee sprayz!!
*raises teeny bumbrella lef ober frum tropikal drinkie*
reloads………..
OHAI O thisncat!! Hao ar yoo doing??
Wud yoo pleez jump up an down awn teh trampoleen – whilst drinking sum martooniees – fur auld thymes saek????
BWAHAHAHHAhahahhahahahaaaaa haha hahhahaaaaa heeee heeeeeho ho!1
Oh mai! BLUESFAN473!!! Ai’m still laffing!!
Awl mai burgerrrrrs ai will giv to yoooo ooo oooo – if yoo can tell me waht song ai am singing.
Awl mai laffing – bai teh beedles?
Yay!!! Yet anuther winner!! an so fast, too!!!
o, teh presshure!
Awl mai lovin?
Love uv mai
burgerlyfe?Ol’ MacDonald?
LOL!!!! Oh – ai reelee needed sum laffing today!
bf473 – yoo gotted it rite, too!
EEP! miniminsmum beet meh tew it! *wrassles mmm tew fawls owt uv twee fer teh burgers*
z’otay bluesfan ai shayre teh burgers – won fur u, free fur mee, won fur u, elebenty fur me
Yoo can tayke a kitteh to wadder butt a pensil muss be ledd!
hahah!
copy cat.
stole a rat…
And anuther gud wun! Yoo guise ar too phunneh today!
This thred appeers to be a ufn fest, az a deer cween wud say!
yu kan leed eh hore tu kultuer bawt yu kant maek her tink
(awld joek – yus teh wurd ‘horticulture’ en eh sentens…)
Bekawz yor myne, I draw teh line . . .
Dis syde uf haws is myne. Dat syde…dat syde myne too, sry.
luuks lyke u lib inteh grage naow hooman, sorree
Akshully I iz not the least bit soree
Akshualee grage iz myne too. U kan sleepz awtside wif goggie.
Forger kitteh praktisis signin ur naim. Next stawp, ur chekbook!
*snerk*
tehn ur will
Or a gnu lief inshurents policee.
Thank you, i havin verry bad dae. the funni eet halps.
awww {{{{{BOM}}}}} sorree ur havin teh pleh dai
{{{{{BOM}}}}} Feels happi zoon, k?
ICHC is hear to cheeyer yoo up wen yooz feelering bloo – hoap it halps
it alwais heps meh wen ai hazza lil sad/pleh. eben iffen ai doan poast teh commints alwais maiks meh smyle
Tu all teh ladies ov Cheezland: Ifn yur hubby/bf/significan otter has nebber sed sumfin lyke dis tu yu, dey shud git a gud fumpin!
*hoaps sumwun wil sai dis tew hurr….sumdai*
*SWOON*
Just hazza a sad.
o noes
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Thanks, mmm. Itz just . . .yoo noe. . . .
awww {{{{JCH4K}}}}
Thank yoo, AfriCat! That wuz verreh nyce! Yoo ar in a romantik mood todai.
Yoo will hab awl of the gurrlz swooning!
Keeping in teh sayme spirit . . . I haz fownd a romantikal klippy I wuz looking for. Is teh letter ritten in Knight’s Tale, feechuring Heath Ledger:
Some lolcats are just cute or engineered – and get a one – but this one is clever. I vote five for this.