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Vernon Floophandle lived up to his nickname when he sold his late mum's collection of Chinese sedan-chairs. Tzu-shi had been the last one to use them. Mao decided he would use

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Horsemeat factory. These three cats had their cake and ate it too. Their flat was inhabited by them and Mrs.Vugdhhfddfyhhfdy. Life was good on all fronts and they stayed there

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She ran out looking for him. A five year old loose in the wide world. It was late. She came home & curled up in his treehouse. There she found Dan asleep, a bag of cookies & flash

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Je dit aux mes amis! "Tous qui parle français, peux écrite ici tous leurs éspoirs ou/or if you don't speak French you can still write all your hopes and wishes here."

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go jump in a Hawaiian volcano. He got all piss at me and threw his bag of Cap'n Crunch: Oops All Berries at me. I swiftly dodged the sugary projectile and lunged for the bunny's th

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Les deux! C'été une blague que j'ai fait. Deux frère et le sexe qui ont creé un moyen d'attraper mes victimes. "Suffre!" J'ai dit avec une sourire sur mon visage. Malgré tous mes

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Which were unavailable at the store. They were sold out! What to do except McGuyver an alternative? So I did. I was finally waking up and it was dark early. It was election day.

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Shadow people were everywhere. Some were cooking chicken, others were drinking tea. The birds flew overhead, looking to head south as usual. They didn't care. The cat slept.

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That was an unanswerable question. The naga took ten deep breaths and so did the yogini. The cat slept through the whole thing, dreaming about mice and food. The radio was off.

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The front page of the NYT. It was merged with the so called news. This was almost three years after the first fold of this wonderful story. Imagine that! Sir Rupert Murdoch was