"There's still enough there to make the saleable appearance of a whole creature, but nobody gets gnawed on that way without becoming a little dead. So, if Cupid (that perverted little motherfucker) decides his lightning ought to strike this gnarly tree trunk again, whoever or whatever gets me is going to get a handy second, damaged goods, something a little dead and a little crippled."
--Harlan Ellison
"In every human being there is only so large a supply of love. It's like the limbs of a starfish, to some extent: if you chew off a chunk, it will grow back. But if you chew off too much, the starfish dies. [A person] chewed off a chunk of love from my dwindling reserve...a reserve already nibbled by [other people] down through the years."
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The other morning, had some stuff on the counter including a container that once had beef broth in it.
Within a two minute absence, returned to find almost EVERYTHING from the counter on the floor, Bluetooth headset as prospective cat toy, etc.
The bottle of beef broth was right smack in the center of one of their beds...in another room ๐๐
The whole "knock over the trash can" thing has been going on for weeks now
#Bengals are Evil
Their destructiveness knows few bounds.
Your charitable interpretation aside, it's a common tactic of his: he just throws his impressive girth around his brother until Ausar gets pissed off & finally moves ๐น
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HOW COME *I* NEVER GOT WEIRD PRON ADVERTISEMENTS WHEN I WAS THERE?!
Clearly, I stopped using FB before they added a feature I actually would have at least found mildly amusing, dammit ๐คฌ
LOL ๐น
Of course: sleeping for a mere 20 hours a day REALLY leaves one worn out for those remaining 4 ๐ฟ
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Singha's current tactic during this week's version of The Ottoman Wars is to just plant his huge ass on top of Ausar until he moves ๐น๐น๐น
Clearly, he's had limited success with this tactic; his brother doesn't even seem to care ๐
Singha had to get his daily exercise in to work up his appetite ๐๐น
Well, TBH, I've kinda rethought the idea of making catskin gloves; they'd be *terrible* to commit crimes with, as - being made from cat skin - they'd shed *everywhere*
Detective at jewel heist: "Well there's cat fur everywhere," *sighs, rubs temples* "So obviously it was that guy with those catskin gloves. Go round him up."
Fiat justitia ruat caelum