Felis Cattus, is your taxonomic nomenclature, an endothermic quadruped carnivorous by nature? Your visual, olfactory and auditory senses contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations, a singular development of cat communications that obviates your basic hedonistic predilection for a rhythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents; you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance. And when not being utilized to aide in locomotion, it often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
O Spot, the complex levels of behaviour you display connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array. And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
“Keep Fucking That Chicken”
Anybody who watched The Daily Show or Rachel Maddow last night has already seen this clip, but it’s too hilarious for me not to post.
(via QuiteRand0m)
Mullets plus lasers equals automatic reblog.
From popular single-serving site (much like WHC), Don’t Judge My Hair, I just had to post this one…although I have a feel it’s too good to be true.
(via etsy, with a hat tip to @tehawesome and @spooons.)
dark:
I know we throw words like ‘awesome’ and ‘bitchass cool’ around a lot but I still feel this kid falls comfortably into both of these categories.
I want that shirt. And to hang out with that kid. He’s like 7 years old and he’s already cooler than I am.
