I know how to tie my shoes, despite whatever SarahK’s bong-smoking cat tells you.
(for the curious, the original pictures are here and here)
I know how to tie my shoes, despite whatever SarahK’s bong-smoking cat tells you.
(for the curious, the original pictures are here and here)
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what kind of gun is that btw?.. its hard to tell
It’s my Kel-Tec P3AT going into its pocket holster after cleaning.
That little guy is made local in Cocoa, FL, and was just named one of Gun-Test Magazine’s guns of the year.
and it has a lot of kick, and the shells like to try to crawl down your blouse!
Frank, My cat too has a problem with bong smoking and I am very converned. I don’t want him becoming a loony leftie. I just don’t know what to do. I have tried grounding him. I took away his X-Box and TV privileges. I am at my wits end. Maybe SarahK has some suggestions?
sorry.. but im a softie for the classics.. 1911 all the way 😀
urban,
I have three.
You should see the picture of SarahK proudly kneeling over a 1911 she stripped herself.
OOOH! A man who cleans your gun. I’m so jealous!
OOOH! You didn’t say it was a calico!!! I have weakeness for calicos. They march to the beat of a different kitty drummer. Cats should never be that smart! Yes, Frank, the calico is mocking you, and she knows exactly what she’s doing! She has her evil calico agenda, and all you can do is sling mud about her experimenting with drugs as a kitten. Shame on you! Admit defeat. The game was over before it ever began.
You do not, Frank. SarahK has offered undeniable proof that you require a book.
no, you shouldn’t see that picture. i look awful in it.
and i do love the 1911s.
okay frank.. now you are just trying to upset me…
DBDukes.
Ahhhh, vacuum cleaner. That might work. It’s so loud though – it scares me too. Can you put the peanut butter in the bong?
HHHMMMM…
Frank:
I’m not sure you really want her to get the job at c-BS that badly. Or, maybe you do, so she could be your inside person….
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAA!!!! Ouch!! My side hurts!!
hah! Like we don’t know better. Cat’s don’t smoke bongs. They fear water too much.
Unless (shudder!) They can get a monkey to fill it.
To Frankj & Sarahk:
Cats? We don’t need no stinkn’ cats!
From:
The dogs.
PS We’re hungry.
Speaking on 1911s, I think I can just about see Kimber from here…
Screw the dogs. We will form an unholy aliiance with the monkeys and killl all canines. Bwa ha ha ha ha ha…..
The Cats
NOW you know how to tie your shoes, since you read the book!
John,
True. How do wee know Frank could tie his shoes BEFORE he read the book. I think Frank is not being honest with us again – remember A.C. in a bikini. I am starting to wonder.
It’s a fake…
I’m positive. To be able to read, shoe tying is a prerequisite. So obviously for Frank to read the book he would already have to know how to tie his shoes.
It’s a vicious* attack by some desperate loser at the end of his pitiful rope.
*I am pretty sure I spelled that right, but now I am wondering if viscous isn’t a better choice. It would tend to make the sentence flow better. Ha! Flow, get it? Eh..okay I’ll shut up too. Slow day at my office also.
“To be able to read, shoe tying is a prerequisite.”
I protest! I have a friend in diffy q who wears velcro shoes precisely because he doesn’t know how to tie shoelaces!
Well, I personally hate cats. I’d much rather have a dog that kills little, annoying cats any day. To me, cats are sort of like liberals. Like liberals, cats always have their eyes closed. Hey, that reminds me of that joke I once heard about cats and John Kerry. A little girl is playing in her front yard with a relatively new-born litter of kittens. John Kerry is walking down the street, and he notices the little girl playing with the adorable little kittens. So, John Kerry says to the girl, “That’s a very cute cat you have in your hand. What’s its name?” The little girl responds by saying, “His name is Democrat.” John Kerry absolutely loves the name. A week passes and John Kerry walks down that same street with Bill Clinton. The same little girl is playing out in her front yard with the same adorable kittens. John Kerry turns to Bill Clinton and says, “Check this out.” So, John Kerry and Bill Clinton walk up to the girl, and Kerry says, “Say, what is that kittens name that you are holding?” The little girl responds by saying, “His name is Republican.” John Kerry and Bill Clinton are both in shock. John Kerry says, “Last week you told me that that very same kitten was named Democrat.” So, the little girl responds again by saying, “Yeah, but this week the kittens eyes are open.”
Later on,
Drew
Well, I personally hate cats. I’d much rather have a dog that kills little, annoying cats any day. To me, cats are sort of like liberals. Like liberals, cats always have their eyes closed. Hey, that reminds me of that joke I once heard about cats and John Kerry. A little girl is playing in her front yard with a relatively new-born litter of kittens. John Kerry is walking down the street, and he notices the little girl playing with the adorable little kittens. So, John Kerry says to the girl, “That’s a very cute cat you have in your hand. What’s its name?” The little girl responds by saying, “His name is Democrat.” John Kerry absolutely loves the name. A week passes and John Kerry walks down that same street with Bill Clinton. The same little girl is playing out in her front yard with the same adorable kittens. John Kerry turns to Bill Clinton and says, “Check this out.” So, John Kerry and Bill Clinton walk up to the girl, and Kerry says, “Say, what is that kittens name that you are holding?” The little girl responds by saying, “His name is Republican.” John Kerry and Bill Clinton are both in shock. John Kerry says, “Last week you told me that that very same kitten was named Democrat.” So, the little girl responds again by saying, “Yeah, but this week the kittens eyes are open.”
Later on,
Drew
Ahh SackofCatfood!!
You might be on to something.
http://www.imao.us/docs/AboutMe.htm
Check out the picture of Frank trying to do the Angelina Jolie, “look how sexy I am with my head tilted down” thing. (Which doesn’t work for you Frank, maybe try licking your lips with your head tilted)
Anyway I digress. Take note of the picture of Frank’s tennie’s. I cannot make out whether they are velcro or not.
Hmm, conspiracy? Probably. I still think they’re faked pictures. Also after scrutinizing that picture of Frank again I am beginning to think he bears a striking resemblance to Lee Harvey Oswald.
Frank, you don’t happen to have Three First Names do you?
oh, but Son of Risasi, it does work (you’re talking about the last pic, right?). when i first saw that picture, i thought, wow, what a sexy man. i should invite him to the Grand Canyon with me.
I no longer have to turn the vacuum on, I can just follow the kitties around with it to get them hissing.
SARAHK!!!
Ew..eh, I mean EW!!
Okay, I did NOT need that info. BTW You have a sister right? Frank wouldn’t give me her number.
(Yes this is a shameless attempt at hitting on the sister of Frank J.’s T-shirt babe) I TOO can do that Angie Jolie face…c’mon put me in coach, just give me a chance.
sarahk,
BTW I was talking about the first picture of Frank. Okay, maybe he looks a little cute in that last picture. Not that I’m gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…
BTW: Did I mention I’m a dead ringer for Frank J. I could be his stunt double.
Always clean the weapons after shooting.
Taking pictures? Well, that’s your call.
You two are so cute.
is sarah k “hippy”?
No, and she’s still not Yoko Ono either.
ahhh… back from the range.. 1911s are fun to shoot…
My cat is a Republican! Here’s the pictures to prove it ->>>
http://www.flickr.com/photos/350005.jpg
http://www.flickr.com/photos/349694.jpg
Yep, that’s “Righty”, the elephant. And here she is posing with the Prez! ->>>
http://www.flickr.com/photos/1332632_86e70c8b30.jpg
Cats rule.