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Post by Spidey on Jun 21, 2010 6:31:03 GMT
No, I haven't slept yet; I've been too busy Stewart-proofing my flat. Mostly moving my alcohol so that bricks of subtlety thrown through my window won't smash my bottle of Jack Daniels. Anyway, I told Pete I'd link to this so he can read through it and waste a couple more hours of his summer on the Internet, since he said he was running out of things to do/read, or something, I dunno, clearly he's never heard of porn. This isn't porn though. It's a blog. It's awesome and it makes me give up my own ~*crazy dreams*~ of being a super famous blogger type person because I could never be as cool as this chick. hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.comP.S. she writes about bears a lot. P.P.S. she draws things like this which I feel is particularly relevant:
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Post by Someguy on Jun 21, 2010 11:18:25 GMT
Ha! She's a character alright.
'Clean all the things?'
'At that point I would've shanked an infant for juice'
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Post by Spidey on Aug 7, 2010 11:57:18 GMT
CATS: THEY HAVE SHARP PARTS.
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Post by McBain on Aug 7, 2010 12:04:52 GMT
Cats: Educating your young in "playing nice" and "personal space" for the last 10,000 years.
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Post by Someguy on Aug 7, 2010 12:29:42 GMT
That's actually a very good point.
I shall open up a new disciplinary centre for children which teaches them the values of personal space and playing nice; it shall be like those bubble-ball playpens...except full of cats.
The advanced course would be tabby cats with diseases on their claws. Graduates receive a certificate and a free skin graft.
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Post by McBain on Aug 7, 2010 12:45:18 GMT
Stewart, as good an idea as that is, there's a small flaw in the logic, and that's keeping the cats under control
After all, it's well documented that true cats, the sort of cat that will react to children with the adequate levels of violence you will be desiring for this programme, can reproduce in ridiculously large incestuous colonies.*
This could pose a minor problem when the "ball-pit" fills the entire building before spilling over onto the street and wreaking havoc.
* Pratchett, T. The Unadulterated Cat (1989)
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Post by Someguy on Aug 7, 2010 13:09:31 GMT
That is the secret mission of the Institute; feed children to the cats, allow them to reproduce unchecked and create a Critical Mass of Cat, thus creating enough static electricity to demagnetise the Earth thus spelling the end of civilisation!! My true name is VOLTOR! MASTER OF NOT-QUITE-THERE SCIENCE!!!
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Post by Spidey on Aug 9, 2010 21:26:27 GMT
I can picture you teaming up with the more evil of my parents' cats for this. :\
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