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Thursday, May 26, 2005

Vermin

If our cats were transformers...they'd be retardicons.

greasemonkey1320 at 6:09 AM

4 People who tried the chili

4 People who found a peppercorn

at 6:46 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Transformers -- Retards in Disguise.

Hey, wait. I think I might be a retardicon, too. Only mine's no secret identity.

 
at 1:18 PM Blogger Candy said...

You are so freaking adoreable.

 
at 1:52 PM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

And they are led by their fearless leader Optimus Dork.

 
at 8:25 AM Blogger Madame D said...

This is classic. I am not allowed to forget this.
I happen to be visiting a Retardicon right now, of the canine variety. She scratched at the bedroom door for like 3 hours this morning.
I was NOT amused.

 

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