OK, the headline of this (Students OK after mistaking rat poison for candy") was bad enough, but then I read the article, and it totally made me think of "It was white and shaped like a tooth so I ate it"!
So, seven of them split up and shared "a" blue cube? They did not mistake that for candy.
Loki stuck his tongue in my ear and is now kneading my butt. And I used to call Mister Kitty a perv.
Loki stuck his tongue in my ear and is now kneading my butt. And I used to call Mister Kitty a perv.
You're supposed to love your cats, sara, not
love
your cats.
My cats are weird. And inappropriate.
Our old cat, Puck, used to love to lick your earlobes. And Cortez will lick your hair and your forehead if you give him a chance.
my little cat Mal loves licking my neck and right earlobe. Only the right one. Apparently it tastes better. Either that or he's a left-licker (thanks, Harmony). the older cat Nico like hairlines and feet - i suspect he'd love armpits if i let him near the really sweaty bits.
Ok, revised, CATS are weird.
RDJ really is one of the best awards show presenters ever.
My parents' cat Ace (aka Satan, aka the Prince of Darkness) will reach up under your shorts or skirt and goose your ass with his claws.
My cat Oz is a nose-licker. It's frequently offputting.