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Once more unto the beach deer fiend!
No. Just, no.
Or fill dis bucket up with our Catish fud!
What did Shakespeare ever do to you?
Cry ‘Good old barfy catfud, and stain rugs!’
Mine was better.
Not listening.
Fart, what wind through yonder lighthouse breaks!
Oh no, he’s at it again…
Tis the beast and chariots do run!
Do run, run, do run, run. Or better yet, don’t.
Arise, fair spoon, and scrape this envious dish,
Wake me when it’s over.
It is my jerky, O, it is my nom!
Wait, did you just jump ahead like six lines?
You don’t expect him to start making sense now, do you?
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Okay, that’s like the actual quote. There’s something wrong here.
Ay me!
Okay, that’s it, you’re done now. Don’t make me come in there…
O, claw again, cat angel! for thou art
vainglorious to this night, being o’er my head
DONE. NOW.
With thanks to Matt and Mandy for the loan of the extra cats.
Tell me a scary story.
How about napping with monsters?
Dat’s pretty scary!
Hold me.
You’ve got to be kidding.
I know what’ll scare her…
You. Corner. Now.
Fine.
You have cheese, monkey, why was I not told about this?
Did someone say Cheese? ‘Cause that’s me!
Jeeves, man, your name is Jeeves.
Oh. I sad now. I gets no cheese.
Nobody said that. They said your name wasn’t…oh never mind.
Did someone say cheese? Monkey steed, take me to this wonder!
With thanks to Victor and Lynne for the rider.
Dis cat storage, right?
One does NOT store a cat!*
Dis cat ready for storage. Nice, cozzzzzzzz
I now do my interpretative dance of storage.
I gots wrapping paper and everything!
I can reach you from here. ALL of you.
*With thanks to Kim and Jonny for the likeness of His Imperial Kittiness the mighty Diphthong O’Malley
I am totally comfortable.
Of course you are.
And not even a little bit stuck. Right?
I iz never stuck!
He said from the pit he just fell into behind the buckets…
I totally meant to do that. And the thing with the slats.
Of course you did.
Why does nobody believe I can take care of myself?
That’s a rhetorical question, right?
Absolutely. Also, I totally know what rhetoricaciousness is.
Hey, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?
What we do every night, Pinkie, plot to take over the WORLD!
You’re not serious?
I am made entirely of serious!
Me too, narf!
Well, I’m going to plot to tip over this jar of honey.
Not cool, dude, I know where the jar came from.
Why am I surrounded by naysayers and idiots?
Ima guess it’s because you don’t have a really cool box like dis.
Whatevvvvver, I don’t need no stinkin’ box.
I’m fine on these bare boards.
Really.
With thanks to @TheBarbarienne for the suggestion of “Monday Meows.”
Lets do the timewarp again.
It’s just a jump to the left…
And a crawl to the right…
Put your tongue on your toes…
No, it’s your tongue on your nose!
Screw dis, I sing you the songs of my people! YEOWARL!
That ain’t right.
Let’s get back to the real song.
It’s the carpet ruck that really drives them insa-a-a-ane!
Time is fleeting?
Madness takes it’s toll.
Let’s do the time warp again!
With belated thanks to @TheBarbarienne for the suggestion of “Monday Meows.”
Is he still behind me?
RUN!
I pretend to be vulture and fly instead.
That’s not a vulture. This is a vulture.
Great, Wooster with knives. At least it’s not Jeeves…
I like knives! I haz them in my foots…feets…toes!
Not looking.
Gratuitous Snugglecats Shot!
With thanks to Jonny for his chairlift.
There is something seriously wrong with this wine bottle.
Nevermind that, cats. What do you all think of my senior photo?
Yummy!
I’ve got my tail!
Dude, what does that have to do with the glamour shot?
I can be glamorous too! See.
That which has been seen can never be unseen.*
That’s why I try to sleep through everything.*
This is wisdom.*
Oh good, no one noticed my little bag problem.
*Guest kitties courtesy Tabby’s Catfe.
Freckles, Cecil, Deke, and Pickles and all available for adoption to good home.
Our tuxedo boys also started there.