
THIS is
windsingerbard's fault. I'm sure I have all sorts of ways to
waste constructively spend my time, but NOOOO, she has to introduce me to the
dark, sick, addictive world of
cat_macros. So here's what I immediately *had* to put together and add to the madness:

Pic from
astudyinlife, thanks!
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Cat pic is pretty neat too.
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The wrinkle-cat does kind of look like him. :)
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At one point, I had been talking about fundraising for the sheetwalls, and I said that they were "20 bucks, same as in town" [which is where the second icon comes from]. Eric pipes up with, "Darlin, if you needed money, you should have come to me."
I said, to Starhelm's ETERNAL delight, "I am not going out on the street again for you old man, you pimp-daddy mother fucker." But did that stop Eric talking for one moment? NOOOOOoooOOOOoo. He didn't miss a beat in his oratory about auctioning off his liquor. What *does* a girl have to do?
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THAT "Eric"! I know his hooch! And him! he he he
Just as well I can't drink but ambrosia falls short of his concoctions, even the lightening variety he's so fond of pushing. You didn't succeed in making him speechless did you?
Thats hysterical!
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