What's this? A sandpit?

*sniff sniff* smells like catbox.

*grins*

I saw that single post today in the Cry Thread. I know you know, so don't muck about pretending you don't know. Get on with it.

Where is my Hemingway cat???

You slept through it. Then, on the way back, you were singing, though quietly,

The cocktail is a pleasant drink
It’s mild and harmless I don’t think.
When you’ve had one, you call for two,
And then you don’t care what you do.
Last night I hoisted more than three
Of these arrangements into me;
My wealth increased, I swelled with pride;
I was pickled, primed, and ossified.

R-E-M-O-R-S-E
Those dry martinis did the work for me;
Last night at twelve I felt immense;
Today I feel like thirty cents.
At four I sought my whirling bed,
At eight I woke with such a head!
It is no time for mirth or laughter –
The cold, gray dawn of the morning after.

If ever I want to sign the pledge
It’s the morning after I’ve had an edge;
When I’ve been full of the oil of joy
And fancied I was a sporty boy.
This world was one kaleidoscope
Of purple bliss, transcendent hope.
But now I’m feeling mighty blue –
Three cheers for the WCTU.

R-E-M-O-R-S-E
The water wagon is the place for me;
I think that somewhere in the game
I wept and told my maiden name.
My eyes are bleared, my coppers hot;
I try to eat but I can not;
It is no time for mirth of laughter –
The cold, gray dawn of the morning after.

-- George Ade

in my front yard. My neighbor has a really cool tiger cat with the extra front toes. and of course his name is Ernest. weird feet, man!

Thank you! Thank you!

yea it's pretty silly, sometimes they look like their waring gloves.

I couldn't help myself

duh!!!! :o

That's soo much nicer! You win! Some raised beds.

Excellent! Someone finally got it! Good work, Jack!

that robot :-)