Category: Pets and other friends

Please ignore charging cord, am totally not animatronicat!

Very interesting…but stupid.

Uhhhhhh…

And I am not origamikitty…promise…can someone unbraid my feet?

Shall we do one more of these to use the last of the uploads?

Sure we can call it the Collage of Arts and Leftovers.

Did somebody say collage?

I never got my degree, how about you guys?

I always feel boxed in by these lefteovers posts

Or is that too much of a blanket statement?

And now I’m really cutting a rug.

STAHP!

Come closer, come closer, little rabbit…

There are no rabbits here, and if I have to come over there, you are getting SMACKED!

That works for me. Smack him!

I would like to say that violence is never the solution. I really would.

Every time I visit this place it gets a little stranger.

I think I may have misplaced my back legs.

You do you, man. What’s everybody else up to?

Trying to start a blog on this notebook thingie. But my thinks aren’t printing right…

First, that’s not a notebook, it’s a clipboard. Second…nevermind.

That’s his middle name. Neveramind. Heh, I slay myself.

Somebody should.

Hold still…there’s a bug on your face

And that’s how I learned to teleport.

Ooh, can you show me how to do that?

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First you must learn how to planck…

Ooh, I saw what you did there, and it was quantifiably terrible.

I am dark and mysterious! A born leading ma—er…cat.

Sure, lets go with that…

I’m more of waiting for Catdot, isn’t that right Estragon?

I’ll just be over here paying you all the attention you deserve.

I think we may have a hellmouth here!

Ooh, I’ll be right there!

I’m not so sure about this…

Toast…I think I smell toast. Hell reeks of toast…

You’re literally sitting on a toaster…

Yeah…wake me if any demons show up, dudes.

Looks like a good day for a lie in.

Can’t hear you, sleeping.

I don’t even have the energy to lift my head.

DO NONE OF YOU IDIOTS UNDERSTAND THERE’S A BIRD! RIGHT THERE!

*sings* I’m am defying gravity!

Yeah, well, I’m defying this giant pile of gloves.

Why are you defying gloves?

Somebody has to!

He actually has a point. A dumb point, but a point nonetheless.

I touch your head!

What if I touch yours back, orangie-boi?

As long as you get the right…spot…YEAH THERE, RIGHT THERE!

I HAVE A BOX!

Yeah, while I am about to give you another one…this time to the ears!

I’ll take “what is a non sequitur for 500, Alex.”