if this was “boxing”, i’d probably pay for the live events

it isn’t a “ground and pound”, it’s a “drop and bop”

it just sounds like you have an unconventional relationship with your gardener

close, but i can tell you’re still young. the internet is ACTUALLY a series of tubes. and those tubes are all clogged with cats. that’s why it’s only humane to resist isps that restrict your bandwidth. not only are they keeping the cats trapped, they’re also called isps, which is just cruel when you say it to a trapped cat.

looks like the bitch is sleeping on the floor tonight hahaha.

(edit - the bitch is you)

is that why all the cats are escaping?

more like last picture of the victim

if a cat could say anything, i feel like it would be something like, ‘you just don’t understand.’

first pic looks like one of those inter-frames from an old simpsons episode.

yeah, why not. i’m just posting here for the extra downvotees

do you have reptile pets?

just like everything else, it depends on the cat and the hamster. does the picture show a friendly cat? a scared hamster? how much did your own shit play into your assumptions?

edit-lmao lighten up

that’s not time - that’s a really hungry little white kitten before and after eating a tabbyh

poor tabby! all that’s left are its legs now

we have a special relationship with cats. we feed and house them, and in return they act as a constant reminder of what we should be. suck it, dogs :P

one day, they’ll make friends with a crow.

flesh this out - i really want to see the movie.

everyone who hasn’t needs to see this stupid superbowl ad from a while ago:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_MaJDK3VNE

i like Ori.

i also like Liv.

a duck walks into a bar.

he walks up to the bartender and says, ‘hey! you got any duck food?’

the bartender says, ‘no, we don’t have any duck food. and we don’t serve ducks. now, please get lost.’

the duck leaves, but he comes back the next day. he goes up to the bartender and says, ‘hey! you got any duck food?’

the bartender, now a bit annoyed, says, ‘no! i already told you we don’t have any duck food! now get out of here. next time you come in, i’ll nail your feet to the bar!’

the duck leaves, but he comes back the next day.

he goes up to the bartender.

‘hey! you got any nails?’

‘no. why?’

‘you got any duck food?’

she definitely heard you typing that. you should probably sleep with one eye open tonight.

seriously though, what a beautiful cat! the stripes! the golden eyes! she looks like the cats you’d see in pictures from the 1800s

i don’t think they can hold you on 20-year-old plastic venetian blinds