People Who Found Ways To Protect Their Christmas Trees From Cats And Dogs
Bored Panda, via Cheryl S.
And finally: She Takes a Bootin’ and Comes Back Pootin’
When queen of the hill Faa Mai is rudely shoved from her perch, she regains her rightful place and expresses her indignation as only a queen could dare. Both Andrew Y. and Faye sent this in, but I decided to run with it, so blame me.
I love the vacuum cleaners guarding the Christmas trees. I always empathized with my cats since I hate them too. Horrible sound.
?? I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries. (Graham Chapman)
Now go away or I shall taunt you a second time! π π π
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The first thing that leapt to my mind too. Great minds.
Someone on Family Feud yesterday said that was a true ‘booty call’.
“I fart at thee” is the first line of a Ben Jonson play, “The Alchemist.” That there is a true Renaissance Elephant.
As always, Mike’s links leave me laughing and crying. At least I’m home today, instead of confusing my coworkers!
Queen of Farts. β₯οΈ?
I love these Ele’s – they’re so happy to be free! All that trunk-twirling at the beginning slays me!
All my college campus had was a turkey… π