I’m confused on what the Democrat narrative on Afghanistan is now. The war in Iraq distracted from fleeing Afghanistan?
Pretending we’re leaving would be a nice way to flush out the Taliban.
I can’t eat peanut buttercups the way I used to; they’re too small now. I’d break all the thick chocolate edges off first and eat those and then the peanut butter center. But now they’re too chunky for that. How can we be getting more obese as a society if they keep shrinking our candy?
Rowdi is scared of thunderstorms.
I have to put my panicky German Shepherd in her crate in the basement whenever it rains. What does she think dogs do in the wild when it rains?
Dogs are chicken. Cats hardly take notice of thunderstorms and we hate water.
Ah, that’s the beauty of Big Candy’s Evil Plan™. In the “old” days you’d eat that candy and think “Man that was satisfying!” But now you pop one of those pigmy fat pills down your gullet and think, “Mmmmmm. It was good but so small…another one wouldn’t hurt and it doesn’t have as many calories as a regular one.”
Before you know it, you’re scraping the bottom of the bag and wondering what dirty communist/socialist b@stard stole your candy!!!!
That, DamnCat, is because you’re more reliant on humans than liberals are on the government.
Moocher.
As Rush says: “Dogs have owners, cats have staff.”
The Democrat narrative? Picture a colicky baby crying incessantly. Now imagine that baby is about four years old and cries when he doesn’t get what he wants. Now picture the same behavior in adults. That’s the narrative.
Did that link just send me to a “Twitter” page. I need to go out to the garage and take my Gold Wing apart and put it back together again. That should keep me from going ghey! I don’t feel teh ghey yet. Can anyone tell me what happens when a guy goes teh ghey? Are there warning signs? If I sense any of those coming on, I’m going to get my Passat up to 130 mph and slam it into a bridge! I refuse to have a hankerin’ for Wieners…
Word on the street is that referencing a failed President for a screen name is …. uh …. nevermind.
No, ussjc, you were just Frogged. But be careful. It’s Twitter bait!
I have a dog that was very scared of thunder until I got her a special magic cape. It’s red on the outside so Bella can look like superwoman. The inside is lined with foil fabric that is supposed to dissipate the static charge that is supposedly what scares the dog. The cape ties snugly at the neck and belly.
Here’s the thing. It’s an absolutely, 100%, completely loony idea, but it works amazingly well. I mean amazingly. Before I got it, Bella had stopped going out at night whatsoever for fear of thunder. Now, I put the cape on when it thunders, and she’s good to go. It works so well that I actually had her out *in* a thunderstorm a few weeks ago. My theory is that having something snugged up against her back calms her.
You can google for it, or I’ve heard that some pet shops now sell them.
Remember, I am a paid spokesman and not an attorney.
Thinderstorms, meh. Wait until Buttercup discovers Rowdi has hair she can pull.
I can’t eat peanut buttercups the way I used to
Isn’t Peanut Buttercup your daughter?
Heck….even my pitbull is afraid of thunder. She trembles and tries to huddle at my feet as I’m walking. It’s kind of amusing actually.