(this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty)

h i

Dusty

Hooookay then.

Rolled? One hitter? Bong? Brownie? Remember, most of the rest of us are not stoned. Dude.

Funny... most of my cats post stuff like:

l;asjkdfhaoisudgf-0iq 3h6=031486t yu dfa df adfa te7y467 5786j5 rther htyj ty k6iruimr 84578

Usually followed by "GET THE F+++ OFF THE COMPUTER!!!

h i

Evidently.

<--------- This is what I did to my cat when it got on my computer.

the cat's diary:

DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed.

DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan.

DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue. (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time....

Quoted: the cat's diary: DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed. DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night. DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan. DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth. DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage. DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue. (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time....

LoL!

Quoted: (this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty) h i Dusty

Pussy

Ha Ha that was funny!

Quoted: (this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty) h i Dusty

But can the cat duplicate that?

Fenian..that's damn funny!

Quoted: (this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty) h i Dusty

admit it - you helped him do that

Where did AROWNERAGAIN go?   He would love to meet your cat.  hehe

is this him?

Cats! Quick honey, get the hot sauce.

Quoted:

I dunno why, but I get such a kick out of this pic

Quoted: (this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty) h i Dusty

Damn, smart cat.  



Or does this prove the million monkeys on a million typewriters theory?  

Quoted: Quoted: (this is from my brother in laws cat, Dusty) h i Dusty Damn, smart cat.   Or does this prove the million monkeys on a million typewriters theory?

Nope, doesn't prove the theory as "h i" is not the complete works of shakespeare.

Quoted: Fenian..that's damn funny!

it's been around for years...I have to trot it out every once and a while.  The first time I read it, I almost hemoraged (sp??) myself.