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Sunday, April 24, 2005


This is a special cookie that was saved just for me. Unfortunately, it's not visible in this shot, but there are 3 little toe marks from where someone put their foot into the frosting.Jessica says it was the little hellion from the previous post. In his own defense he told me about how he was so filled with woe. Everyday when I get home from work he tells me of his daily suffering. How mommy wouldn't give him any people food and shooed him off the counter top. About how he has to eat worms. Woe is Wobbles. Woe indeed. Posted by Hello

greasemonkey1320 at 1:04 AM

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at 1:11 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...

Did he tell you about how I sit infront of him with cheese and eat it and not give him any? How bout all the times I play with other cats and not him? How bout when I try to pet anyone besides him or his brother and I get mauled? How about when I have the nerve to try to wear my robe myself instead of letting him nest in it?

Yes, he has it so rough. Worms and all.

 
at 4:16 AM Blogger Madame D said...

Oh my god. You mean you actually think you can wear an item of clothing ALL BY YOURSELF!!!
I don't think so.
I TOTALLY understand the footprint. It's his last desperate cry for help...in case he doesn't last until you get home...

 
at 7:03 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Are you sure those are toe marks?
'Cause I totally see the virgin mary in that cookie.

 
at 1:40 PM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

Shh, don't say that too loud or all those idiots in that underpass in Chicago are gonna come over here.

 
at 2:33 AM Blogger Zombie_Flyboy said...

Cool!

My link title rocks.

 
at 3:32 AM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

I thought you'd like that. It reminds me of this band called the Quincy Punx. They did a song called "Tina". If you get a chance to, check it out . I think you'll like it.

 
at 3:57 PM Blogger Zombie_Flyboy said...

Thanks for the heads up, will do.

 

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