This is funny, something to laugh at today
I must look like a complete tool laughing away to myself here in work.... priceless, thanks for the free smiles
Hilarious, the one about the crisps happens all the time in this house
The one about the crisp packet is our dog to a T. He can hear you taking sweets out of the press from anywhere in the house!
And the one about the post
A dog won't let you get away with anything!
Thought that one was good alright
have you ever seen "Louis v's Rick" - the story of a man who taught his cat to text message (and regrets it!):
love this cat-nip episode:
V good! Saw this doing the rounds on facebook and thought it was very funny.
[color=#BF0080:23b72qqt]The Dogâ€™s Diary[/color:23b72qqt]
8:00 am â€“ Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am â€“ A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am â€“ A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am â€“ Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM â€“ Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM â€“ Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM â€“ Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM â€“ Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM â€“ Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM â€“ Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM â€“ Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
[color=#FF0040:23b72qqt]The Catâ€™s Diary[/color:23b72qqt]
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an Attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities.
However, they merely made condescending comments about what a â€œgood little hunterâ€ I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of â€œallergies.â€ I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and Snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He has obviously gone mad.
The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the Guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an Elevated Cell, so he is safe. For now.
texts from a dog-BRILLIANT!!!
Sorrento I saw that one during the week and p1ssed myself at it, hilarious
[quote:2q9w663s] I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.[/quote:2q9w663s]
Ha ha, I read that out to OH - he's petrified of cats and was particularly taken with this bit!