The Last Word

Sometimes even the things of which we're most sure can also be wrong ;)

Apparantly my cat doesn't have the right to give Royal Assent. Strange really, she walks around the place like she rules it.

So does mine, I was just reduced to perching on my own sofa, because he wouldn't give me my corner!! The growling that ensued when I got too close convinced me I should just bloody let him be - I'll have my revenge though :D

I find the best way to deal with cats is with a Supersoaker ;)

Hello Carl :D

:wave:

You find the best way to deal with anything is a supersoaker :D

You can just imagine Carl as a cranky old man sitting on his front porch in a rocking chair; with no teeth after years of abuse from excessive Cheerios; and a big supersoaker filled with acid to fire at any mutant children with 3 heads, after the nuclear holocaust.

"My name is Carl, quit riding your hoverboards through my plastic flowerbeds"

Hmmm, I always pictured that, but had him down for saying: I'm Carl, now feck off you little b*stards, or I'll 'ave ya!!!! :D

I always had it planned to be the weird, old guy in the neighborhood.
*Whips out supersoaker, squirts you all, steals the last word, and runs off to my secret lair in a go kart*

I'll just use the nuke to take back the LW :p :