Heh.
So i was making toast, and boo was sitting in the sink, just chilling, like a cat.
Y'know, 'cause he is a cat, and stuff....anyways moving on
Toast pops. *pfoom*
Boo freaks the FUCK out. He jumps out of the sink, whirls around and hisses at the toast.
He leers at it for a bit, daring the evil toastlings to make a move.
I'm watching this from the couch, and am now laughing.
I walk over, hug boo and tell him its ok i'll punish the evil toast by coating them with butter to make them suffer.
I did so, and proceeded to devour the infidels and their acidic buttery coating.
Boo thanked me by rubbing his face on my leg and purring.
thought i'd share.
Friday, September 23, 2005
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