Post by: homer on January 23, 2006, 02:55:14 pm
Please let me know if you find this belly dancer offensive and I won't forward these types of e-mails to you.
No one knows if you take a peek so go ahead and watch the belly dancer, you owe it to yourself.
(Open Discreetly) Scroll Down.........
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You just had to look......didn't ya!
SMILE !!!!! It Does Wonders for You 
Post by: homer on January 23, 2006, 02:56:44 pm
Post by: homer on January 23, 2006, 03:51:13 pm
As seen in a dog's diary:
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mum! My favourite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!
As seen in a cat's diary:
Day 183 of my captivity . . . My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from
clawing the furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another house plant. Today my attempt to kill my captors, by weaving around their feet while they were walking; almost succeeded - must try this at the top of the stairs.
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair must try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear in their hearts.
They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was.
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food.More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." Must learn what this is and
consider how to use it.I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return.
He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move.
Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time . . .
Post by: homer on January 23, 2006, 04:17:05 pm
Post by: homer on January 23, 2006, 04:17:30 pm
worked this time!
Post by: goldencup on January 23, 2006, 04:24:39 pm
Post by: chocolate chick on January 24, 2006, 04:03:23 pm
Post by: loulou on January 24, 2006, 04:34:27 pm
Post by: smurfboy on January 24, 2006, 04:36:58 pm
Post by: oldspice on January 24, 2006, 05:44:05 pm
Post by: chocoboo on January 25, 2006, 05:54:15 am
What you say to your dog: 'Come on Ginger, there's a good boy Ginger, let's go for a walk Ginger.'
What your dog hears: 'Blah blah Ginger, blah blah blah Ginger, blah blah blah blah Ginger.'
Post by: Cherry_Ripe on January 25, 2006, 08:36:03 am
Post by: loulou on January 27, 2006, 05:02:29 pm
Post by: homer on January 27, 2006, 06:48:54 pm
Post by: loulou on January 27, 2006, 06:49:58 pm
Post by: oldspice on January 28, 2006, 08:13:32 am
Post by: loulou on January 28, 2006, 01:00:44 pm
