Cooking with pussy
I got hungry, okay? There was no protein in the fridge, and the noodles alone weren't gonna cut it. As the rumble in my tummy drowned out the sound of the recession sucking the fighting spirit out of the unemployed, I spied a volunteer main course.
Sure, there's not much meat on Thirteen, but I knew Friday would never put up with being marinated in cheap wine, so Thirteen au Vin it was.
Just as I was ready to add ingredients, I saw what his true motive was.
The little bastard was making off with my pasta!
He was not only stealing my pasta, he was making a moustache out of it. A moustache and a mockery.
It's a damned good thing I can live off my body fat for up to six months.
Sure, there's not much meat on Thirteen, but I knew Friday would never put up with being marinated in cheap wine, so Thirteen au Vin it was.
Just as I was ready to add ingredients, I saw what his true motive was.
The little bastard was making off with my pasta!
He was not only stealing my pasta, he was making a moustache out of it. A moustache and a mockery.
It's a damned good thing I can live off my body fat for up to six months.
Katy Barzedor proclaimed this to be so at 2:58 AM
6 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
That is so cat-like.
I love that boy so much. He cracks me up the way he loves to play with dried pasta. He's so purty, too.
I don't even know how you knew it was Thirteen, with that moustache, don't know how you recognized him!
if you had a dog you could eat him. cats taste like uncleaned fish, but dogs are incredible.
Aww, pretty boy!! Tell him pasta will give him man-boobs, though.
He is brilliant! My cat only ever tries to steal mushrooms. What sort of cat tries to steal mushrooms???!
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