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Hey, we’re running short on pickles!
What I want to know is why he’s in the fridge.
What I want to know is why he’s in MY fridge.
I want to know why I didn’t get to go in the fridge.
I want to know what secrets lurk in the hearts of men.
I want to know how to write my own damn cat blogs, starring…moi.
Paint me like one of your French girls, Jack.
Not this again.
I’m more of a Rubens type…
I am trying to delete this entire thread with my mind.
I was trying to touch my toes, but well, it’s a LOT of work.
GUYS GUYS GUYS COME HERE QUICK AND LOOK
That’s it, I’m out.
You scared away my lunch!
I think it was more likely to eat you, to be honest.
He has a point.
I could take it.
Special Bonus Edition
TuxeDO
TuxeDO NOT
TuxeTRIpod
What’s a martini? I hear they’re good?
This.
I like martinis.
I demand martinis.
I demand martinis and all yer gold too, arrr!
You guys realize cats don’t drink, right? Right?
The choice is killing me.
You’re an electronically addicted cretin. True games are analog.
Like tongue the paw on the kitty?
Oh, Jeeves…
Fuck all y’all. STRING OR DEATH!
Is that…MY TAIL?! AAAAAAAAAH!
…the everloving hell?
She does that. Don’t worry about it.
I kinda am.
Who’s the new guy?
I have queeestions.
Fell asleep reaching for mah phone.
I think you might have a problem, my dude.
Yeah, he thinks his pan is half full, but actually…
That’s a really weird metaphor, my friend.
It really is.
He’s going to be pissed when he wakes up and finds THE PHONE IS MINE.
I’m dreaming of my blankie…Eileen.
I think I begin to see why…
You stay away from Eileen!
Holy shit, dudes, it’s just a blanket.
I like pigs.
Weirdos.
I’m more of a towel man, myself…
Bird bird bird, bird is the word…
The delicious delicious word.
I must be dreaming.
No, pretty sure I can reach it from here.
Oooh, I wanna watch this…
Ptery vs. Tortie, sure, why not, beats pay per view.
