Quitters!
So, a couple of you have decided to "quit" or "take time off" blogging. Not that I post every day or anything, but I simply can't allow this to happen. I will be taking hostages and making threats until the anonymous bloggers resume.
First, I will drown this box o' kittens;
Not really a cat person? No worries as I will also cook and eat this dog. See the fear in his eyes already? He knows that chubby puppies taste better.
I've already been practicing. Check out how dead I killed this dog;
So fun! What a sucker - look at him just lyin' there!
Keep posting! **shakes fist**
Photos courtesy of Cute Overload.
First, I will drown this box o' kittens;
Not really a cat person? No worries as I will also cook and eat this dog. See the fear in his eyes already? He knows that chubby puppies taste better.
I've already been practicing. Check out how dead I killed this dog;
So fun! What a sucker - look at him just lyin' there!
Keep posting! **shakes fist**
Photos courtesy of Cute Overload.
posted by Miss Thistle at 1:11 PM
11 Comments:
George Bush does not care about your dead animals.
If I blog excessively from my "not home place that I'm at during the day Monday through Friday" I worry that I might not be able to continue getting paid by that place.
Besides, my entries (thrice weekly, as people have observed) would consist of this:
-I wanted a muffin at work today but didn't, 'cause I'm fat
-I don't feel like going to the gym tonight
-the swimming pool was hopelessly crowded lastnight
-bitch moan gripe...
Me want more gripes please from Mloyd.
Now I want a muffin. Damn.
Red is a total bitch to rules of any kind.
However, in their defense, if we all had people to make posts when we were busy or on holiday then it would be easier for us to maintain also.
I've been busy/preoccupied lately too. Maybe I'll take some official time off if you drown more kittens. I can accept the puppies as casualities but it does make you a heartless death-monger.
You still got us Miss Thistle. We'll keep posting if you keep pushing the cute overload.
:)
Sorry, that last comment was mine.
Not blogging = going to hell, or wherever you believe is a bad place when you die.
Today I went upstairs and smelled something cooking. I thought, Oh, was I cooking something, and then I realised that what I smelled was the baby food I had left on the stove while I went to check my friends' blogs "for a minute." Everything was black, including the pot which is totally ruined. I didn't know you could char things just from steaming them, but you totally can. Way to go, I am a bad mother and I nearly burned the house down. All because of blogs.
Such pretty talk.
Oh, yer back.
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