“Mrrrrrrrreeeeeeeoooowwwwaybe†would be more like it. “No thanks.” doesn’t leave much wiggle room, and with that cat, it’s all about the wiggle room.
“Hey Schroedinger, are you going to change the litterbox this decade? ‘Cause, you know, a sealed lead box doesn’t offer much in the way of ventilation. I’m just saying….”
Not that my comic instincts compare to those of the master, Jeff, but you might want to think about disabling your comments on the next “Schroedinger” post you do in the conceptual series. Closed comments, kind of like a sealed box…………..just a thought.
“BINGO” / “Shit, needed ‘O’ 59…”
“LOL!” / “What the f@#k is he going on about now.”
“Mrrrrrrrreeeeeeeoooowwwwaybe†would be more like it. “No thanks.” doesn’t leave much wiggle room, and with that cat, it’s all about the wiggle room.
Sorry. I pictured a Rethuglican cat. And everything is just sooooo black and white with those cats.
You’re thinking of Descartes cat, “I think, therefore I am a Mrrrrrrrreeeeeeepublican”.
Jeff’s cat: “Shroedinger, Descartes, whatever – quit bogarting that catnip, chump.
If I had not read this post, would you have written it?
The answer is in the box…
Pah! With Laurence still in his grief!
Don’t look in the box. If you don’t look, the cat will live forever. It will be the perfect, well-mannered cat.
Maybe you should think about Shroedinger’s armadillo.
Fucking hell!
Funniest fucking thing I’ve read in awhile…
Go tell “Lair”. Between him and Hawkins, I’m blackballed as both a humorist and a conservative.
“Catnip? As opposed to what? Ed Asner in a speedo?”
…no, I guess there was no call for that image.
Odd. You were there before.
Whatever, Laurence. WHY DO YOU SO FEAR THE JEWS?
Where do you rank on the so-con/libertarian/hippie scale? A fun quiz!
Do you believe marijuana use should be:
a)Highly illegal
b)Mildly illegal
c)Barely legal
d)Legal for medicinal purposes
e)Legal for recreational purposes
f)Encouraged
g)Mandatory
“Hey Schroedinger, are you going to change the litterbox this decade? ‘Cause, you know, a sealed lead box doesn’t offer much in the way of ventilation. I’m just saying….”
Here’s a review of a novel about one year in the life of Erwin Schroedinger, believe it or not.
Turing = been, as in You know you’ve been accepted into the social circle of quark physicists when they say “Charmed to meet you.”
Catblogging.
A Conversation With One of My Cats: (as seen first at Scribal Terror)
Me: Are you coming in or going out?
Cat: Meeeeee. (I don’t know.)
Me: Are you coming in or going out?
Cat: Mrow. (I’m thinking.)
Me: Will you please make up your mind?
Cat: ROWRRR!!! (DON’T RUSH ME!!!)
Man, doper cats. What next? Doggie porn? Hard-hitting coverage of an underground group of anti-social chicken pluckers?
Let the feathers fly where they may, that’s what I say. Just don’t breath ‘em in, ‘cause you’ll choke. Trust me.
I AM A CONSERVATIVE HUMORIST! OR MAYBE A HUMOROUS CONSERVATIVE! I’M UNDEFINED AT THIS POINT IN TIME!
So, is this Schroedinger’s Catblog?
Not that my comic instincts compare to those of the master, Jeff, but you might want to think about disabling your comments on the next “Schroedinger” post you do in the conceptual series. Closed comments, kind of like a sealed box…………..just a thought.
I had a similar thought for a series of Shroedinger’s catblog posts. Which I’ll do at some point. Too lazy just now.
I thought you boys were getting along now. DON’T MAKE ME STOP THIS CAR!
(Turing: so suggestive, I won’t even type the word out. I’m a married woman, for crying out loud.)
Boy, this is some high-class site