Macho, macho cat
Last night's xanax-fueled conversation:
Me: Wobbles sure loves to sit up on that ladder. (He does; he sits up on the top shelf of the ladder for hours, looking as pleased with himself as if he'd just invented butter-covered anal popsicles)
Jess: It would be nice if he'd actually help with some of this painting.
Me: He's decorative, not functional.
Jess: We could dress him up like the construction worker in the Village People and put him to work.
Me: Hmmmm...I dunno. I don't think he's butch enough to be the construction worker.
Jess: That's a good point.
Me: Which one do you think he'd be?
Jess: With his love of feathers, I think he'd have to be the Indian.
The rest of the conversation was rendered unintelligible as we collapsed in giggles, but there may have been some discussion of how Wobbles would kick total ass doing the YMCA dance.
And now, of course, I have been left alone with my Photoshop entirely too long. The whole conversation created demons in my head that must be shared if I am to continue with my daily life.
I give you...the Village Wobbles.
Me: Wobbles sure loves to sit up on that ladder. (He does; he sits up on the top shelf of the ladder for hours, looking as pleased with himself as if he'd just invented butter-covered anal popsicles)
Jess: It would be nice if he'd actually help with some of this painting.
Me: He's decorative, not functional.
Jess: We could dress him up like the construction worker in the Village People and put him to work.
Me: Hmmmm...I dunno. I don't think he's butch enough to be the construction worker.
Jess: That's a good point.
Me: Which one do you think he'd be?
Jess: With his love of feathers, I think he'd have to be the Indian.
The rest of the conversation was rendered unintelligible as we collapsed in giggles, but there may have been some discussion of how Wobbles would kick total ass doing the YMCA dance.
And now, of course, I have been left alone with my Photoshop entirely too long. The whole conversation created demons in my head that must be shared if I am to continue with my daily life.
I give you...the Village Wobbles.
Katy Barzedor proclaimed this to be so at 3:54 PM
21 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
BAH-HA!!!! The Indian head-dress is just too frickin' much!! That NEEDS to be the cover photo on the butter-covered anal popsicle package.
SERIOUSLY. DISTURBING.
My fave? The sailor!
*thinks the new banner for the blog oughta say The Bucky Four-Paws Cotillion -- or -- Cats, Cats, Nuttin' But Cats -- or -- Yes, We Have No Bananas, But Look At All These Cats!!*
I told you he would so be the Indian, he looks fab a lous in his feathers.
He rocks the gay cat love like no other.
oh.my.
This is BEYOND hilarious!!
I know it doesn't necessarily work for him but the screwdriver in the teeth one sent me into a fit of giggles.
The facial hair is especially delightful.
Now I've got YMCA stuck in my head.
Niiice!
I totally agree with Soozie. That screwdriver mouth made me crack up out loud!
I'm uhh..... well.. I look at that post and i uhh...
Frankly I'm afraid.. yet... sucked in all at the same time - how is that possible?
Are you sure you were taking Zanex and not smokin crack?
Too freakin funny.
my fave HAS to be the cop hat--purrrfect!
Bwahahahahahaha!
I LOVE those! That is SO funny!
I'm with Alro... the biker boy cat is my favorite.
You could always tie Wobbles to a broom handle, dip him in the paint, and see what patterns his fir makes with the paint on the walls. Then he’d be useful as well as decorative!
(Did I really write that? If Alex learns that I even had those thoughts, the bloody cat will attack my balls with his claws—again.)
HAHAHAHAHA! That makes my dophin dance, for SURE!
I love butch pussy(cats)
OM Freaking GOSH, Bucky. You DO know how to start the day with a giggle, don't you? Hee.
(The construction worker made me - literally - laugh out loud. The screwdriver in the moustached mouth was just too much.)
I'm getting strange looks at work because I'm shaking with laughter. The cop one is my absolute fave!
Oh, man, this is what happens when I get busy and ignore the internet. My man Wobbles turns into the Village People.
And this is in the weird (add Twilight Zone music here) category: I've had the song Macho Man going through my head since yesterday and I haven't been able to figure out why!
I think Wobbles was trying to contact me to take him away from his life of woe.
Oh, CASINO indian. I thought you meant the slurpee kind.
I'm concerned that you have too much time on your hands.
I find my self drawn to the hard-hatted carpenter. What's beter than flowers in the teeth? A Screwdriver!
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