Egads, Hubert, they’re everywhere! Mobs of screaming, angry taxpayers with pitchforks and torches! The entire mansion is surrounded!
Dang, my torch went out, Esther W.
All Right, We’ll Give Back the Bonus Money!
March 22, 2009 By
Egads, Hubert, they’re everywhere! Mobs of screaming, angry taxpayers with pitchforks and torches! The entire mansion is surrounded!
Dang, my torch went out, Esther W.
Grey Cat: “You’re choking me here, Otto. Maybe a mob uprising isn’t the best time to be giving me a shoulder massage. We should call Raoul and tell him to get the helicopter warmed up.”
i love them!! kitteh heist!
heh – after 2 years I finally delurk to say THAT was a funny one!
Where are the torches and pitchforks??
Theresa, they’re outside. On the ground level. These kittehs are checking out the situation from the master suite upstairs. Of course.
If they’re at the AIG offices, where does the line form, I’ll be right there with my pitchfork!!!
Dang right you’ll give back the bonus money!
Wait… what are we talking about?
Should have been Randolph and Mortimer.
I think you’ve made some sort of mistake. These cats don’t even look fat in any way, let alone corporate.
Boo! Now how did that show up 3x??
Its the fat cat condo that gives it away that these are AIG kitties
Using “egads” brings me back to Pinky And The Brain days.
The peasants are revolting. Your telling me sweetheart, and as for their oral hygiene!
“They’re chanting slogans, hanging effigies of Morris and Garfield, and singing ‘Burn Down the Mission’ by Elton John! It’s like 1979 all over again!!!”
Hubert: I wish I’d never spent all that money on that lifetime supply of toy mousies.
Estelle: And we can’t even send them back because they’ve got spit all over them!
Hubert: We’re doomed!
Gail (the first one) “Lifetime supply of toy mousies” ha-ha!
Gail (1st) — early Steve Martin ref. ftw.
“Oh sure, they’re FUN….”
Gail the secnd is better than gail the first.
Those kitts r so fkn cute, pardon my Russian.
“And why haven’t you paid your $2 million dollars in tax?”
“I forgot!”
It isn’t a contest ‘gail the second’, dear, we are all Peeps in the sight of the Ceiling Cat-and the Basement Cat. And the Flying Spaghetti Monster and Winston. Especially Winston.
There seems to be some serious toboganning issues with these puddies.