Category: Pets and other friends

Paint me like one of your french girls, Jeeves.

I never painted a french girl in my life. I dyed a couple, but on accident.

It was terrible. The vats, the pigeon, that little bar of soap…

Don’t forget the banana peel.

Those poor girls…

Talk to me like the wind and let me lie here and listen.

I am very long winded…

Can vouch.

Talk to me lizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I saw the wind once. It was quick as the devil, but I caught it LIKE THIS!

So, there I was, completely surrounded by angry tuna…

No shit?

Definitely shit.

Hey, shut it, boys. I’m listening…and drooling.

Yeah, it’s clearly fantasy, but…tuna!

This is our original album cover shot.

Then we listened to Jeeves’ singing.

I might deign to sing for you, if you pay me with your immortal souls…

Don’t look at me, man, I’m a drummer.

And then, I listened to Wooster sing and sing and dude cannot shut up.

No, the relationship is strictly prof…you’re not still rolling are you?

I am contemplating a nap.

I AM nap, therefore I cannot comtemplemate!

I am waiting for Napzini…

My name is Inigo Naptoya, you killed my nap, prepare to die!

Four brothers in search of a catnapping. I don’t suppose you two…

Do you ever feel boxed in?

He knows he’s literally in a box right?

There’s nothing wrong with being in a box.

Or, like, existentially exploring the concept of boxness without sides.

I have no box and I cannot cat.

 

 

I dress dark on the outside because it’s dark in my insides.

I feel that she got that wrong. May I get a ruling from the chair?

No. The chair is MINE!

Damn guest cat interruptions. Can we get a ruling from our chair?

We’ve tried, but it refuses to talk.

I am ruling the carpet! That’s like a chair, right? Guys? Guys?

Guys, if we figure out how to operate these we conquer the world!

Who was that?!

STRANGER!

Stranger than me?

Dude, nothing is stranger than you.

Dudes…have you ever really looked for your paw? I mean…really?

This cell will never hold me copper!

Does anyone want to explain to him that he’s on the outside?

Napping here.

Look at that plasterwork…

If I wanted to talk to anyone I wouldn’t be hiding in this tunnel.

*singing* Cousins, we’re identical cousins…

…the everloving hell?!

I can never unsee that…

You think it was traumatic for you…? Try being me.

That’s a taste you can’t get out of your mouth.

I actually think do kind of look alike…from this perspective.