To: bruinbirdman
Taste alot better though. A little lemon pepper, and its just like cornish game hen.
2 posted on
02/22/2008 11:50:57 PM PST by
pissant
(THE Conservative party: www.falconparty.com)
To: pissant
I think you only have to sniff them.
5 posted on
02/22/2008 11:56:37 PM PST by
Krankor
(kROGER)
To: pissant
Your dog tasted better. A little Hunan sauce, and we served it as chicken fried rice last week.
6 posted on
02/22/2008 11:56:57 PM PST by
Spktyr
(Overwhelmingly superior firepower and the willingness to use it is the only proven peace solution.)
To: pissant
I still lean toward barbecue sauce, but I know some prefer it your way.
We're sure brave. It's night and the cat people are up. ;-)
21 posted on
02/23/2008 12:21:32 AM PST by
DoughtyOne
(We've got Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dumb & Tweedle Dumber left. Name them in order. I dare ya.)
To: pissant; SShultz460; Rennes Templar; LexBaird; mikrofon; martin_fierro; lowbridge; trooprally; ...
Taste a lot better though. A little lemon pepper, and its just like cornish game hen
Seriously, though, the hairball placebos are almost as nauseating to take as nitroglycerine, but at least they're cheap. I find it helps to add some catsup.
Pun for All and All for Pun....
Funners & Punners
ping list PING! (see keyword FReePun)
If you want either on or off
this family-safe occasional ping list,
you must be out of your minds....
I don't ping the list to threads that are sacreligious or tacky or seem likely to become so.
(on or off requests, just FReepmail, enclosing a nominal $217.95 list processing fee).
24 posted on
02/23/2008 12:30:18 AM PST by
The Spirit Of Allegiance
(Public Employees: Honor Your Oaths! Defend the Constitution from Enemies--Foreign and Domestic!)
To: pissant
That's not very nice!
To: pissant; Spktyr
Bumper sticker for you guys: So many cats, so few recipes.
From an e-mail:
You Don’t Have To Own A Cat To Appreciate This One! You don’t even have to like ‘em!
We were dressed and ready to go out for the New Years Eve Party. We turned on a night light, turned the answering machine on, covered our pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard. We phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi.
The taxi arrived and we opened the front door to leave the house. The cat we put out in the yard, scoots back into the house. We didn’t want the cat shut in the house because she always tries to eat the bird. My wife goes out to the taxi, while I went inside to get the cat. The cat runs upstairs, with me in hot pursuit.
Waiting in the cab, my wife doesn’t want the driver to know that the house will be empty for the night.. So, she explains to the taxi driver that I will be out soon, “He’s just going upstairs to say Goodbye to my mother.”
A few minutes later, I get into the cab. “Sorry I took so long,” I said, as we drove away. “That stupid idiot was hiding under the bed.. I had to poke her with a coat hanger to get her to come out! She tried to take off, so I grabbed her by the neck. Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her fat rump downstairs and threw her out into the back yard!”
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
The cab driver hit a parked car.
48 posted on
02/23/2008 4:33:02 AM PST by
T-Bird45
(It feels like the seventies, and it shouldn't.)
To: pissant
72 posted on
02/23/2008 8:11:01 AM PST by
Biggirl
(A biggirl with a big heart for God's animal creation, with 4 cats in my life as proof. =^..^=)
To: pissant
85 posted on
02/23/2008 8:21:33 AM PST by
Abathar
(Proudly posting without reading the article carefully since 2004)
To: pissant; bruinbirdman
Taste alot better though. A little lemon pepper, and its just like cornish game hen.LOL! :D....I like Chinese food, too!
106 posted on
02/23/2008 9:06:27 AM PST by
skinkinthegrass
(just b/c your paranoid, doesn't mean "they" aren't out to get you...our hopes were dashed by CINOs :)
To: pissant
Cat - The OTHER white meat.
137 posted on
02/23/2008 2:02:39 PM PST by
dfwgator
(11+7+15=3 Heismans)
To: pissant
191 posted on
02/25/2008 11:15:59 PM PST by
LukeL
FreeRepublic.com is powered by software copyright 2000-2008 John Robinson