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October 29, 2009 at 9:17 am
bindo
If Bryan wasn’t so busy getting published and promoting himself, he would understand the error of his ways…But alas, gluttonous self absorption has a price…
October 29, 2009 at 9:32 am
Val
Is there a difference between rats and spuirrels? They are both rodents, cats love to eat them, they destroy houses, they are industrious about gathering and storing all sorts of things. They both have bucked teeth. Bryan needs to be made aware of these similarities I think. 😉
October 29, 2009 at 9:56 am
medicatedlady
Bryan never errs, bindo, silly man. He really thinks that my cognitive lapses and constant drug cocktails render the object reality void.
Oh Val, rats are sooooooooooooo much worse. Look at them! Bryan loves all animals. So what probably happened is he found this rat and felt sorry for it and didn’t want his cats to kill it so he brought it over to my house. Like I wouldn’t notice a rat on STEROIDS! It was massive. Poppy and I looked at it, horrified.
October 29, 2009 at 3:06 pm
poeticgrin
You disgust me, with your rat-attracting and whatnot. When is the last time you’ve mopped your floor, Missy? And you’ve got three toilets. You should be cleaning them once a week. The last time I went over to feed Poppy, I spotted crumbs on the floor. Have you no shame? No wonder wildlife has come a-calling. Hmph.
October 29, 2009 at 3:07 pm
poeticgrin
Yes. Listen to Val. You need a cat. And a vacuum.
October 29, 2009 at 3:34 pm
Val
Technically I believe the correct spelling in my last comment should be sQuirrels, not sPuirrels. This is what happens when you try to grow your nails and type. Thank you Bryan for seeing the value of the feline. Of course, your astrological sign IS leo and my chinese astrological sign is the TIGER, so maybe we are biased. I agree medicatedlady, rats are much worse, I know because seven years ago I lived in a shack in the woods with them. Well, them and the mice and the snakes and the coyotes and the cougar. :0
October 29, 2009 at 3:49 pm
medicatedlady
Bryan: I have no energy to put into pointing out to the world that you are a master at deflection. As a result, you talk about cats, crumbs, complain for days but you never just say, “ML, I’m sorry I doubted your ability to denote like things and unlike things.”
Val: If you start agreeing with Bryan, I hope you know you are going to be BRIGHT side. Do you really want to be happy?
October 29, 2009 at 4:09 pm
Val
No, I take it all back medicatedlady. I don’t think I could cope in the light…it would start with optimism and then that hateful fucker, hope, a fantasy I simply cannot endure or survive in my life anymore. I was having a soul fart and I hope you ignore that slip in my otherwise consistent pessimism. Happiness is no longer an option, momentary lapses in which I may feel a sort of ‘wellness’ are about I’ve been able to muster for about umm…YEARS. I do however adore cats…if you really look at them, they are very cynical creatures and oh so morbid in their own way.
October 29, 2009 at 4:19 pm
jessiecarty
ewwwwwwww is all i can say about either one of them!
bryan just likes the squirrells cause they like nuts 🙂
October 30, 2009 at 8:00 am
bindo
Rats!!!
Ratso Rizzo
Ratatatatat
Give me rats, cats and hats
Doctor Seus has a squirrel tat
Yeah I know…Im out of cigs
October 30, 2009 at 10:07 am
Bryan
Bitches please. The nuts comment is true and MedicatedLady did call me once and ask me what you’re supposed to do with them during sexual romps.
October 30, 2009 at 3:42 pm
medicatedlady
Val. Thank you for not going over to the wrong side. Shit. I was momentarily baffled, but all is well now. It’s not as cloudy as it could be outside so I will be wearing sunglasses on the drive home. We are at our happiest, dear, when we are at our unhappiness. Yes?
Luckily, the menz I’ve been around don’t get much out of their balls so I’ve managed to overcome the challenge. I don’t reallly like nuts, I’ll just be honest.
November 10, 2009 at 12:09 pm
Patrice
Y’all are nutty like squirrels – and sneaky like little rats. And I like all of you and the critters too.
We’re only human after all…
November 13, 2009 at 9:15 am
Tel
A squirrel IS a rat with a FABULOUS tail. Clearly, all squirrels are gay rats.