You remember the previous caption contest where a kitten was held up at gunpoint? Well this time he’s back, and he’s mad.
Come up with the best caption and you win a prize! What prize, you ask? I dunno yet. It will be a surprise for us both!
You remember the previous caption contest where a kitten was held up at gunpoint? Well this time he’s back, and he’s mad.
Come up with the best caption and you win a prize! What prize, you ask? I dunno yet. It will be a surprise for us both!
“That’s the guy that ate the puppies next door. Will he eat kittens, too? I can’t take the chance…”
“I wonder what a White Glenn Shake tastes like?”
“Smile you son of a bitch–smile!”
Three blind mice… POW
Four blind mice.
Finally the shooter on the grassy knoll reveals himself – and he has a thing for puppy shakes.
Coincidence? I think not.
First, he came for the puppies,
and I did not speak out,
for I was not a puppy.
Then, he came for the hobos,
and I did not speak out,
for I abhor hobo-ness.
Then, he came for the capitalists,
and I did not speak out,
for I had no capital.
Then, he came for me.
Good thing I hit the rifle range while he was rounding up everyone else.
“Crap on my lawn…I don’t think so”.
No caption, but Frank, I need permission to post that picture on my blog. That’s hysterical!
“C’mon Acidman, pump it up just a little more.”
Here, Spike! HEEERRREEE Spikey, Spikey! Poor defenseless little kitten here, just waiting for you to chase me again . . .
Grandma and Tweety sitting by the tree..
D — Y — I — N — G….
Uncle Sylvester is gonna be so proud..
“freakin’ Kennedys”
The Cutest Feminazi in the world!.
Here, doggie, doggie, doggie.
Even Kittens hate hippies.
Everytime you vote democrat God kills a kitten, And I just can’t let that happen.
Screw that stalking bullshit… THIS is the way to hunt birds.
What will White Glenn do after he’s consumed all the puppies? He’ll sure come for us adorable kittens… I just can’t let that happen!
“Keifer Sutherland?! I’ll show them the real star of this movie!”
“so mom thinks I should just shit in his shoes; to hell with that I’m taking the asshole OUT!”
“Hang in there kitty…”
Although the defense attornies would attribute the shootings to the neglect, ridicule, and shame of being the runt of the litter (as well as easy access to firearms); the corpse-cold truth was that Ashes just brutally hated pigeons.
Damn you… slik-shlock! Damn you all…
straight up kitty cat G bout to bust some caps in the doghizzouse
I got a Cycle for you right here
August 24, 2003:
Redneck’s Ruse: Recall the Warren Commission!
It seems someone has discovered the identity of the second sniper in the Kennedy assassination.
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Pigeon, meet my English.
The InstaKitty takes aim at Frank in an effort to prolong puppy blending.
Serenity has let loose the kittens of war…
You see in this world there are two kinds of people. Those with loaded guns, and those who blend puppies. You blend.
You want to know who you are? Huh? Huh? You don’t, I do, everyone does… you’re the son of a thousand fathers, all bastards like you puppy blender!
“Come on, dammit, hold still…”
“Wanna know who really shot JFK?”
“What’s that fool doing down there on that grassy knoll?”
Bush’s newest weapon in the war on Terror!
Kitty-Sniper!
Bush’s newest weaopn in the War on Terror!…
“You’re finally going to be out, damned Spot….”
“Hey! I’m on the table again! Where’s your water bottle now?”
“Fixed? FIXED?! I’ll show you fixed!”
The plan was all going so well, until she got the uncontrollable urge to chase the laser sight.
“There’s that little wanker.”
“Patience my fuzzy butt, I’m going to kill something.”
“Forget my Fancy Feast™ will you?”
“Get the red dot, Helen!”
Bush lied people died, Bush lied people died. I’ve got something for your Bush lied, people died ass!
You’ll never sling catnip on my corner again, biatch.
I got yer hairball right here, fumblenuts!
OK pal – let’s see if YOU land on YOUR feet everytime.
“So, you think there’s more than one way to skin a cat, huh?!?!”
Post a picture of me at gun point will you….
To the tune of the Meow Mix commercial:
Meow meow meow meow,
Meow meow meow meow,
Meow meow meow meow kill meow meow meow.
“Cat-Burglar, my ass !!!”
“Get the blender ready, Instadaddy”
What happens when PETA protects mice.
(I think “Hair of the Dawg’s” caption is the best one…aheh.)
I will NOT act in that Blue Star Ointment commercial! And I will NOT go to the vet.
hln
“Guns dont kill people, Kittens do”
Giant mouse, baby kangaroo; it matters not…
Spotted….
Double Secret robotronic weapon of IMAO’s protesting hippie eradication team. Codename “The Kittenator”
I’m fixin’ to put the “ow!” in “meow!”, baby.
Ronald McDonald ground up my mother and cooked her into a quarter pounder with cheese. Now I’m gonna send that meatclown back to HELL!
I must do as my master in Hell says and kill senator Feinstein!
I guess it would have been more politically correct to kill the women and minorities first (Postal Dude from Postal 2)
The gene pool is stagnant, and I am the minister of chlorine! (Another one from the Postal Dude from Postal 2. Damn good video game!)
He does not know how to wipe, and the stench is killing me! I can’t take it anymore!
DO AS WILLARD SCOTT SAYS AND CLEANSE THE EARTH!
“I can’t believe I actually convinced that Commie, Lenin lovin’ bastard Oswald to be my Patsy.”
The housebroken kitten obeys all game laws and respects his bag limit. Teach your cat the proper methods of caring for its guns and keeping its ammunition safely stored.
The gun without a shadow.
When city cats join gangs
Knock up my Mom and leave will ya!
Three AM every night and it’s ARF, ARF, ARF!
I gots your arf right here, nut-licker!
and this one’s for laughing at my belt buckle…
Lee Harvey Oswald My Ass!,
Gice credit wehre credit is due.
Lee Harvey Oswald My Ass!,
Gice credit wehre credit is due.
Surender Glenn or my kitty will End you!
“What’s that, honey? You can love me in spite of my hideous blue, star-shaped birth mark? TOO LATE!!”
And THIS is why Buck the Marine isn’t allowed to have any pets…
From “Dirty Kitty”:
“You’ve always heard that cats can’t shoot. If you’re real lucky, that’s true. So you’ve gotta ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, PUNK?>”
“If you aren’t already convinced that society has gone downhill… consider this your wakeup call.”
Princess was clearly “mal-adjusted” to her new surroundings, just as her “pet psychic” had feared. Princess wasn’t willing to let that information get out.
You’d have to own a kitten and know how they act to understand the humor of this…..bravo.
“I’ll teach that damn starling to dive-bomb me!”
So… house cats can’t hunt, eh???
In a desparate attempt to win a Nuke the Moon t-shirt, our brave, Right-wing, feline-American takes aim at some monkeys lurking just outside his window…..
The case for gun control?
Frank J. posts a dramatic photographic before and after. So sad when it comes to this….
— What the cops never figured out, and what I know now, was that these kittens would never break, never lie down, never bend over for anybody. Anybody.
— One cannot be betrayed if one has no people.
— To a cop the explanation’s always simple. There’s no mystery to the street, no arch criminal behind it all. If you find a body and you think his kitten did it, you’re gonna find out you’re right.
— Old McDonald had a farm, ee-aye, ee-aye, oh. And on this farm the cat shot some guys. Ba-da-bip, ba-da-bing, bang-boom.
(can you tell I just watched “The Usual Suspects” – again?)
Come on out of the White House, Chomps…
–or–
Just stay right there in that phone booth, White Glenn…
(yeah, I was one of the three who saw that movie…)
This is what George Bush and the NRA want for your kitten. Stop them. Vote Democrat before it’s too late.
LMAO!
Joey D’s “straight up kitty cat G bout to bust some caps in the doghizzouse” is my fave.
Ping Tsunami
Hurray! The Munuvians have their own blog! Our Benevolent Benefactor and Marvelous Mentor Pixy Misa has set up a group blog where all of Munuviana can babble expound on various inanities topics….. It’s very cool….. Elsewhere, Evil Minion Kevin is…
Quibbler,
Actually, my first instinct was to make a Phonebooth joke.
‘You die now, Commie dog!’
“Must…get…the yarn ball…”
“Look at all the pretty little children”
“What’s my cover?” I ask. “You’ll be wearing this costume,” the boss says. “You’ve got to be kidding. I don’t know anything about being a kitten!” I says. “Damn it, you’re a CIA agent and you will adapt and do your duty,” he says.
NINJAS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mayor Bloomberg signs one leash law too many.
Lieutenant Exley was already a jaded man. His father had been gunned down by a purse snatcher as a young child. His commanding officer had metamorphosed into a cynical personification of corruption. He had forgotten why he had become a cop.
Still, not even he could have guessed the true identity of Rollo Tomassi . . .
“Must be the Kitten Chow”
“Honey, do you still have the receipt for the catnip you bought the other day?”
“That’s right little doggie…lick your nuts goodbye.”
“DeGualle had the Jackel. Well Chirac, you have the Kitten. Muwahahah”
Be veeeewy quiet….I’m hunting wabbits..
As soon as the P.E.T.A. nutritionists step outside, there’s gonna be payback for the Tofu MeowMix…
So many good ones, but Chris’ “So, house cats can’t hunt, eh?” made me laugh the loudest (so far)!
Fix ME will you?
FROM MY COLD DEAD PAWS…
They’d done real good at erasing my life. My family was long gone, my friends wouldn’t recognize this new face even if I could talk to them. Their training, their damned training…
All leading up to this. A windowsill, a moment to watch and wait. One person to remove, and the whole filthy scheme would topple like a house of cards.
For this I’d lost my face, my life. For this one moment. After this was done, I’d be empty. For now, I was a monster. The only difference between the two was three pounds of pull and the pause between two breaths, two heartbeats, two blinks.
Get some… Get some…
DIE MASTURBATORS, DIE!
“I have you now, Mr. Girls Gone Wild. You will pay for providing mankind with the movtive to willingly engage in the slaughter of my kin.”
Le Femme LeKitty
Still haven’t chosen sides
But this does kind of make me lean towards the puppy blender. I mean, Monkey-boy is, well, so three weeks ago. Sheesh, so far behind he thinks he’s in the lead. Yawn. But then again, Murray posted it, and it…
I…will…not…share…my…catbox. Say goodnight Tabby.
stupid birds they’re everywhere
“Ninjas…tip-toeing through my tulips!”
KAPOW
Go ahead dog-Run! you’ll only die tired!
got sniperkitty?
“OK, Chiraq, it’s time for DAY OF THE JACKAL 2: THE JACKAL WINS!”
…This is for “poining” a Beretta at my leader, you monkey…
With apologies to Jimmy Cagney: “TOP OF THE WORLD MA!”
Melinda Hawkish-
“Ohhh, how sweet, Buck! I didn’t know you had a kitty…”
HA! You’ve eaten from my moist tin for the LAST time, mother of Al Gore!
Geeez! Anyone can tell that that’s Kim du Toit’s cat and he’s saying
“Goddammit Kim! It’s Mayor Daley and I got the f***er in my sights. Can I off him?”
LOL at Denny’s, and also “So, house cats can’t hunt, eh?”
hand over the catnip, or i WILL claw your ass!
“…And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee. “
(–Siamese L. Jackson, Pulp Fiction)
Can’t…hold…rifle…properly! Can’t…pull…trigger! Damn you, lack of opposable thumbs!
OR
Double-sided tape on the paws. Yeah…that was funny. REEEEEEAL funny. Who’s laughing now, boyo?! Who’s laughing now?!!!!
“Noone ever suspects the Kitten!”
“Noone ever suspects the kitten!”
“Noone ever suspects the kitten!”
get some….get some….
Kitty enjoys his view of the UT campus.
Now where’s my partner on the grassy knoll?
If they move – they’re Hamas
If they stand still – they’re well disciplined Hamas!
“Reincarnation sucks. Go ask Oswald.”
/wicked witch ON/ “I’ll get you, my pretty! AND YOUR LITTLE DOG, TOO!” /wicked witch OFF/
“every time you masturbate, God kills a kitten”
…the kittens fight back
http://clichekitty.clicheblog.com
Wanna know the real reason he’s up there? Cat Prin. http://www.petoffice.co.jp/catprin/english/
Drink well Teddy- it’ll be your last.
That’s the last unborn kitten you abort, you son-of-a-bitch vet!!!
When I get depressed
I often find that photoshopping a silly kitten cheers me up. Which probably explains why so many of these pictures are mine. Okay, so I have no life. But at least I don’t need to fear Frank J’s sniper kitten….
special agent pu cee fourth batalion 3 division!! takin out AL QUE DA!!! c’mon osama!! im here!!
I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!
“Could you put up more of a fight next time? I’m getting bored.”
or
“Did you see that coming? ‘Cause I sure as hell did!”
or
“Don’t move around so much–it spoils my aim.”
or
“Gee . . . what a surprise. It was loaded after all!”
or
“And that wasn’t even a full can of whoop-ass!”
or
“Now play dead. Good doggie.”
or
“You go down faster than a drunken prom date.”
Funnies
Some of these you may have seen before, but I’m sharing them anyway. Just some amusing and disturbing pictures to lighten your day. ^_^ Tunes: “Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll”, Ian Dury and the Blockheads; “From Now On”,…
First Annual Post a Picture of a Cat to Your Blog Day
I’m a cat person. So why am I linking to a post that disses cats? Well, to get the word out about the First Annual Post a Picture of a Cat to Your Blog Day because the O’Reilly book about…
Michael Moore directs “Bowling for Columbine II” to prove just how easy it is to own a gun in America.
Someone has been playing too much CS….
And here you thought ninja’s were responsible for mysterious deaths…. HAH.
“Dogs world my ass”
Kill the dogs.Die doggy die!!! WAIT…Don’t kill the dog kill the kitten u yellow-belly!!!
A Joker Stops Laughing
Frank J, if IMAO (“Unfair. Unbalanced. Unmedicated.”), writes simultaneously some of the funniest and most insane stuff on the net. Don’t believe me? Take a gander at this. But clown mask fell off today: Not Funny I’m pissed, and I don’t write good hum…
HAHAHAHAHAH, the ultimate in gun violence. A Weatherby loaded with blanks and here comes Dick Cheney.
Ping Tsunami
Hurray! The Munuvians have their own blog! Our Benevolent Benefactor and Marvelous Mentor Pixy Misa has set up a group blog where all of Munuviana can babble expound on various inanities topics….. It’s very cool….. Elsewhere, Evil Minion Kevin is n…
Finally we find a weapon of mouse destruction
Die Gas Pumper!
WTF, spam in the comments now? Damn spammers!!!
“At whit’s end, Garfield decides to put John out of his misery from a boring, pointless, and loveless existance.”
Oh, and after that picture I think you should name the kitten Kim, a name that certainly doesn’t imply lack of masculinity (to anyone who had read Mr. Du Toit of course).
Today Aquaman’s dead body was found lying in the middle of a busy street no one was on at the time. Police suspect the Rumsfield Strangler using a new MO…a bullet between the eyes from a small caliber rifle tiny enough to be held by someone the size of a kitten!
In the Marines. Outstanding. Those individuals showed what one motivated kitten and his rifle can do. And before you ladies leave my Island, you will all be able to do the same thing.
AIM SMALL, Miss Small…… Breath, Squeeze, release! GOTCHA
After this, Frank will have no choice but to call me Oswald… Hope he doesn’t befriend another stray and name it Ruby
MUAGHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
ERAILE means Killer in the basque language
And the kitten shall be named:
Monkeybane!
Where is that Vet? Let’s see if he sticks his finger up my ass again!
No one knows how the nefarious cat-juggling ring was finally defeated and killed, but the contents of the message left behind did cause one to think.
“Juggle this, bastards!”
Suddenly, and without warning, the Dog and CAt wars escalated dramatically.
or.
Let’s see. Pointy hat means hate filled lefty.
or.
We observe the assasin kitty in its native habitat. No one has ever witnessed one before. See how it plays with its fluffy star. What a cute little kitty, what a.. no. no . Oh GOD NOOOOO!!
Cat was getting tired of listening to Frank bitch about the comment spam, so she decided to do something about it herself:
“Damn, why do us women always have to do the work? It’s like they f*%k up on purpose so we don’t ask them to do anything else!”
And you thought declawing me would keep me from causing too much trouble….
Eenie. Meenie. Miney. MEOW!!
“This is my rifle, this is my gun. This one’s for killing and this one is for fun!”
Here, here, Santa’s Little Helper.
lovingly ripped off from a Christmas Story
“Say goodnight Bart! And if you ever come back, you’ll be pushing up daisies!”
A round target sight; a round Michael Moore. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
I loved your pic of the kitty assassin. I sent out to friends as missing FBI photo from JFK assassination!
PUT DOWN THE PLAYBOY!!!!
http://mgs5029.tripod.com/kittens.jpg