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The “Great Depression” is near unless we vote for O!.
Does the Obamessiah have a program ready to help these people? After all, when we are in trouble we all must turn to the government for our solutions, right?
“Fluffy’s lucky I don’t need to build a fire.”- Jack London
Cranky
O! yes, many programs and all interlocking.
I don’t want to live in fear anymore. I’ll settle for its being “The Okay Depression” all the time.
so, uh, how many kittehs do you have left, Dan?
Still three, Maggie. I’m provident.
George Bush doesn’t care about Cat People.
ha ha, Benedick. Have you seen how many pictures there are of Barney vs. India?
There is a ready supply of squirrels and bunnies here, should it come to that. I’m think the “edible bouquet”deliveries will not be as frequent to my front porch, though. Cats are givers, but only when they are flush.
NO BLOOD FOR CAT FOOD!
Obama 08!
For the puppies, bitches!!!!!
#5: Funny. I agree. A Pretty Decent Depression is good enough.
Doreen Kazijian said she delayed buying her own medication for high blood pressure, using the money to buy medicine for her 16-year-old cat with thyroid problems and a 17-year-old cat suffering from liver failure.
“It’s just something I automatically do because I’d have done the same thing for my son,” said Kazijian, 51, who lives in Franklin on disability pay and food stamps after rupturing two spinal discs.
Something tells me this woman has never met a good decision in her life.
Don’t tell happyfeet, but when I was a kid we had a couple of pet rabbits for awhile. Me and my brother got tired of dealing with them, so my Dad killed them and we ate them for dinner. True story.
Coincidental top of the I can haz cheez pile:
The inverse of the <a href=”cat-delivered bouqet (of assorted feets and fiddley bits).
what a blasphemous post, Dan.
What hard times?
Just ask some PW regulars, they’ll tell you….
Doreen Kazijian
Sounds like an O! supporter.
YES WE CATFOODCAN
@14: I agree. Probably lurches from one shitty situation to the next, making spectacularly bad decisions.
That is fucking hardcore, BMoe.
“Damn pain in the ass Fluffy. Dad, you feel like some Lapin La Cocotte? Mmmm, tasty.”
Wouldn’t want to be sashal’s pet while we’re in this “depression”. P.E.T.A. will be checking your garbage for any domestic looking animal bones!
– I can’t picture sashal keeping any animal. Judging from his economic acumen, that would be just outrageously extravagant in his view.
– Well….unless of course they’re edible.
“…she struggled to stretch her food stamps and Social Security income to meet the escalating cost of living.”
Ok ok, I’m covering my eyes here.
Now I’m going to guess.
Mmmmm……there’s a Republican President.
[uncovers eyes]
HA!
Am I GOOD or what?
Let’s recalulate the Misery Index by including the percentage of those destitute petowners, who can no longer care for their furry/feathered/amphibian family members. A true measure of America’s economic weakness.
– Ok O’Brian….we saw you….you peeked!
That’s what Belgians do, you know. Eat bunnies. And also they bounce. Bouncy bunny-eater Belgians. Sometimes you just have to pull over to the side and let some of these people pull around.
Hasenpfeffer, bitches.
DID NOT!
MOMMMMMMM!!!!
lol,## 22, 23.
As a matter of fact, behind my wife’s back i am planning to eat our Siamese cat.
I’ll tell her that cat our cat fell victim to the coyotes in the local woods.
That may save me a few visits to McDonald’s, no?
– Maybe its me, but every time McCane does that “false toothy old man grin”, and says in his best reading his grandchildren their goodnight story voice, “H’thats not change we can believe in”, I picture Freddy from Elm street in his 70’s, trying weakly. over and over, to pull start his chainsaw.
Comment by happyfeet on 6/3 @ 7:00 pm #
Irish step-dancing on crank.
The New Belgian Hasenpfeffer Waffle at IHOP, for a limited time only!
God happyfeet, is that “bounce”-thing like epileptic river dancing.
We have a winner. Imagine going down to your basement and finding this. Oh jeez. Europe.
I don’t have a basement. And I am very happy about that right now. I was also amused that during the credits at the end they referred to that pulsing noise as “songs”. Funny.
Doreen Kazijian said she delayed buying her own medication for high blood pressure, using the money to buy medicine for her 16-year-old cat with thyroid problems and a 17-year-old cat suffering from liver failure.
“It’s just something I automatically do because I’d have done the same thing for my son,†said Kazijian, 51, who lives in Franklin on disability pay and food stamps after rupturing two spinal discs.
Something tells me this woman has never met a good decision in her life.
MayBee,
Do you think Doreen realizes that if her blood pressure pops her head vein and she’s totally paralyzed and lying on the floor, that her two chunky thyroid-cats would eat her alive?
Survival of the fittest m’lady. SOTF.
I live in the basement, but if I didn’t, I can see watching a trance rave meets tai-chi meets napolean dynamite mosh. Mom doesn’t like loud music though!
– A Long time back, when a family with young kids lived on one side of me, and a nice lady that kept rabbits lived on the other side of me, one night the kids dog got into the lady’s yard, and came home with the bunny in his mouth.
– The kids were devastated, and devised a plan to sneak the dead rabbit back in its cage when the lady was away shopping.
– A few days later I saw the lady across our common backyard fence. the conversation went thusly:
Her: “Hey RC….”
Me: “Oh hi…..how are you?”
Her: “Well I could be a lot better if I could get a little sleep….”
Me: “No sleep…..why….whats the matter?”
Her: “Well, last week one of my rabbits died……We were pretty upset……We buried it in the back yard…but the very next morning it turned up back in its cage, and we haven’t had a solid nights sleep since.”
the cat (real maggie) agrees. I started playing that and the next thing I know there’s a paw tapping on my shoulder. “WTH is that, mom? and please make it stop.”
That’s way more funny than dead bunny stories usually are I think. Oh and also this is interestingish…
Talk about your lack of self-awareness.
Those things were actually sent on messenger by a for real Belgian friend. He said “They’re Belgian!” And I think he said that with pride. There’s something really endearing about that.
oh great, now she’s doing the hacking coughing thing. I hope you’re happy, feets.
That kid in the basement… somebody buy him the original Star Trek box set for his TV shelf.
If there’s not one there already, of course.
Our four cats set ambushes for the neighbor dogs. Straight up.
And yes… we have a health insurance plan through our vet to economize on expenses. Our cats are not numbered among the MILLIONS OF UNINSURED PETS WAITING FOR A FAIR SHAKE FROM A CHANGEY, HOPEY PRESIDENT.
It’s not the end times. But damn, the landscape does have an ominous feel to it, doesn’t it?
har. that reminds me, my BIL’s cat is an outside cat and one of his neighbors once got upset because some local cats killed a wild rabbit that hung out in her yard. anyway, the way she put it, “Mr. Kitty was part of a gang of cats” that killed her rabbit. so I always imagine him hanging out on the corner smokin’ in his little leather jacket.
O! IS SPEAKING
YES WE PECAN!!!!
Grandmom survived the bus!
Mom’s a fundie, and I’m not allowed to speak of aliens(except in the illegal border hopping sense). So no Star Trek paraphenalia. Not even some harmless neoprene Vulcan ears!
Speaking of edible pets…my new puppy Gu-Tang (sp?) is doing quite well.
She is amazingly eager to learn any and all commands I’ve given her since you all suggested her new Korean name.
Although, at first, when I called her, she peed on the floor immediately.
They’ll never find the bones if you use a high-quality puppy blender. If you settle for one of the cheap ones? Hey, it’s your “re-education”.
Those things were actually sent on messenger by a for real Belgian friend. He said “They’re Belgian!†And I think he said that with pride. There’s something really endearing about that.
I was hanging out with some friends a few years ago, and one of them had a Dutch girlfriend who was confused by them teasing me about being a hillbilly. We tried to explain the concept to her, that I was from West Virginia, which was considered a backward state and derided by all its neighbors. She said, “Oh, like Belgium!” And we said, yeah, like that, what do you guys call people from Belgium?
She just looked confused and shrugged and said “Belgians.”
And I am embarassed as hell about the uproar over Cheney, he was making fun of his own family, for God’s sake. Uptight, thin-skinned, stereotype reinforcing morons like that are one of the reasons I live somewhere else now.
Uh oh. He’s talking about eyeballing my pie.
Yay! The climate is gonna change!
O!
I haz dog plz?