Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
His work here is done. He’s needed elsewhere now. He’s needed wherever outlaws rule the West, wherever innocent women and children are afraid to walk the streets, wherever a man cannot live in simple dignity, wherever a people cry out for justice!!
“Be vewy, vewy quiet… I am hunting Emu…”
Ya gotta licence for that??
Don’t need one – they’re an endangering species…
Whatever it is, I hope it doesn’t involve hairballs…
Or ball hair.
He’s a cat. We’ll never know. It’s one of those mysteries of the universe.
But sorry, Bob, it will invovle hairballs. Were those your good shoes?
Perhaps he’s searching for his lost shaker of salt…
Last we heard was something about a cat house in Altoona.
Samething as everyday… licking himself.
So not trying to take over the world then.
That sounds like more of a mouse obsession.
I wouldn’t worry. Even if you think he’s a goner, he’ll be back the next day.
That sounds almost Poe-etic.
He hunting lost ballots.
Has that Schrödinger guy been around again?
How would we know?
Either he has, or he hasn’t.
Trying to box us into an answer?
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
Ballot harvesting.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
Why do you ask Comrade?
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
He was asked, “Basil, not Basil?”
He chose…
poorly.
Count your tuna cans.
Probably trying to figure out the difference between “Kitty Litter” and “Litter of Kittens”.
I’m not going to say aliens were involved but…
Aliens were involved.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
I’m not saying a word without my lawyer present.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
Keeping counters cup-free since before dawn.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
Did you check the empty shoe box in the corner?
Switching your regular coffee to Folgers Crystals.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
Maybe he wasn’t careful enough in the previous post.
…snorting Tender Vittles with Bill the Cat again.
Obviously, he has been busy deleting FrankJ’s Twitter account…
I don’t have time to answer, I’ve been looking for my tuna. I swear I had five cans, and now they’re no where to be found…
What else? In a van, down by the river, fishing.
Had a margin call on his 9-Lives portfolio.
I tot i taw dat puddy cat!
At the laser factory, trying to get that red dot.
Someone left an entire banquet hall full of glasses of water right at the edge of all the tables.
“TRAINING,SIR!”
“What kind of training, son?”
“CAAAAT TRAINING, SIR!”
I thought they all just kinda knew how to be aloof innately.
Edges still need to be honed, finely.
Yeah. Yeah. That’s why the arms of my couches all look like Elmer Fudd’s clothing after Bugs offers him a nice cigar.
Where has that DamnCat been all day, and what’s he been up to?
His work here is done. He’s needed elsewhere now. He’s needed wherever outlaws rule the West, wherever innocent women and children are afraid to walk the streets, wherever a man cannot live in simple dignity, wherever a people cry out for justice!!
BULL**IT!!!
Good one tankdemon.
Merriam-Webster changed the definition of catatonic, was replaced by Joe Biden.
Last seen in a hat, on a hot tin roof, shooting at a Ms Ballou.