Puke in, on or around my stuff once, shame on you.
Puke in, on or around my stuff twice, shame on you again.
Puke…blah blah…three times, and your little hairy ass is as good as gloves.
Soft, lovely, fur-lined gloves.
Eponymous puss,
Stepped barefoot in your cat sick.
Stop eating ribbons.
Oh my poor dear! I hope that things get better (and if you do lovely fur-lined gloves, they’re cleaned of all cat dander so there’s no allergic reactions).
ewwwwwwwwww
poor kittie. gets sick and threatened to become warm fuzzy gloves
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!
I’m sorry…but that’s funny.
skin the cat. that is too gross.
V: I thought these cats and I would have a sweet, sweet love affair. Or at least wouldn’t be taking secretive swipes at each other, because I’m not allergic to them at all, interestingly enough. Too bad they’re fucking bulimics.
B: No worries! I have it on excellent authority that cats’ paws are too big to type in URLs and they can’t read english, anyway, so they’ll never know of my plan
Shas: Oh it is, in a puke-between-your-toes-at-5-a.m. sort of way. Heh. Heheh. Heh. :-/
Sov.: There are two! I can make gloves AND earmuffs! Or a chew toy for Nola!