Dude! Dude dude dude dude listen
[maniacal laughter for 15 minutes]
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Once again, Oliver Donavan, spokeskitten with a MySpace page, graces CuteOverload. Oliver is a Professional Kitten and does not condone legalization of drugagges, though we like to think he does.
dude dude dude
….wait, what?
Dude look at the trees
They got like little buds man
Dude these trees are high
Huh? Keep it down, man! Oy, my head……
Looks like he was trying to study and got a little… distracted. ;P
Cherry blossoms dude
Falling in the funyuns man
Dude just close the bag
Is it still Monday?
>0O*
Dude, that, is like, a haiku…duuuude….
haha, he’s just tie tie!
Dear CuteOverload:
This is berthaservant’s caretaker. I’m not sure why, but I came into his room to find him ‘sploded all over his bed, but kind of quivering and making what sounds like a giggling/gurgling noise, with this page open on his browser. I believe he just mumbled the word “marmie.” I will be phoning for help shortly, and will return him to you when he has reassembled his mind and/or body.
…where’s my car…?
Dude
Pass the gooshie food.
Dude, what, if like, your a picture on a web page, and I’m the one looking at you!
Whoa….
Get me 100 cans of Cheetos-flavored cat food stat!!
PS This is my new facebook profile pic.
Dude, but, like, have you ever noticed, an atom is like a little solar system, dude! Maybe we’re all, like, bits of an atom in a flower, man.
Whoa, I need to sit down and think about this one.
dude
my hand man
how awesome
is my hand
dewd, I can smell colors, man… and orange smells like doritos…..
why is hockey practice always at 5am?
I’m too tired, I don’t wanna go mom.
It’s almost a shame to smoke it. It’s like killing a unicorn… with, like, a bomb.
Aw dewd. For some of us, 4/20 is just 4/20.
Now get off the ‘nip.
[Yeah, and I always thought it was spozta be 4:20. As in, PM...? - Ed.]
It’s more like, “Dude, turn off the damn lights so I can go back to bed! And keep it down, will ya?!”
Dude wait… okay hang on, you’re gonna love this… *5 minutes of giggling* Poodles, man! Poodles!
[I would like to add that I haven't imbibed in over a year. But I did once see two guys light a "vase" using a magnifying class, and have photos to prove it. 420 @ UCSC.]
Berthaservant, I think that we’re going to have to find you some sort of marmie patch that you can slap on in case you see a hint of orange fur. Or maybe a hypodermic needle that you can slam into your chest like adrenaline.
Although I understand that small daily dosages of snorgling can lead to improved defenses from these sort of overdose problems.
Oh, the marmitude! Oliver Donovan rocks. If you haven’t visited his MySpace page, it’s well worth the time.
I always think of Shaggy of Scoobie Doo fame when I see stoners. And I thought of him when I looked at this picture as well, LOL!
The profile page in entertaining! And that poor guy/dude other there looks so sleepy.
“Most of the time, I am purring. I kill towels and enjoy hiding in piles of pants. I wrestle with my sisters a lot. I like to play with my furry rats, rainbow balls, the feather on a stick, plastic wrappers from vitamin bottles and other plastic things. I steal my mom’s hair ties and drown them in my water bowl. I can fetch. I push things under doors and under the stove. I am the source of all the cuteness in the entire universe. When I try to meow, I sound like an injured duck. I am also known as Oliber, Oliber Donoban, Oliburton, Burton, Burton Bug, Baby Bug, Bug, Ham, Ham and Cheese, Hammy, Hammytron, Ham Pants, Hamsicle, Hamsicle Pants, Hamsicle Sandwich Pants, Ham Sandwich, Handsome Sandwich and Little Man. I am very manly.”
How cute is this?! XD
*note: copied from the myspace site.
Far out man, you dig.
Duuuuude! You gotta lay off the ‘Nip. Seriously. It’s a gateway herb. Pretty soon you’ll be Hopped up on Honeysuckle, wondering what the bleen just happened. Seriously.
Dude…. are those…. nachos?!! Don’t bogart.
Duuuuuuuuude, let’s go for fish tacos.
what a fuzzanold!
SOOOOOOOO CUTE
@ Tina: What??!
Sorry, I mean Teena. It’s early, man.
People, you got this picture all wrong. Those are actually the narrowed, steely, Dirty-Harry-like eyes of a trained killer who’s about to spring on a helpless wad of paper or milk-jug lid. He looks relaxed, but he can leap into action at any moment.
Possibly the fuzziness and general marmality has fooled many of us. Trust me, he’s dangerous.
Imbibing at 4:20 or not, the evolution of the little dude’s nicknames should make anyone giggle for 15 minutes straight.
Hamscicle Sandwich Pants.
snort
“Dude, have you ever really looked at your paws? They’re, like, awesome! Hey, man, could anybody else go for some tune pizza?”
“Dude, I meant tuna pizza!” (More maniacal laughter)
I was just going to ask something about pianos there, Amy.
Dude, this is fricking hilarious.
Also, I love all of Oliver’s names. We do the same thing around here. Who doesn’t have 15 names for their animals???
Marmie Express!
Dude, did Doogie Howser just steal my kitten?
Another kitty with a myspace! *goes to add to my kitty’s myspace*
I wanna kitten named Ham and Cheese! ha.
@Kristabelle: The weirdest, IMHO, name I have for my Dante is Fishie-Baccala.
PS, Between Duck au Vin and Patito Gigante, we are definitely attracting ducks here.
dude, who’s on snack duty?
LUV the marmie! Speaking of nickname evolution, my grandson, Morgan (9 mos) is Morgamemnon, Morgatudinous, Stinky Pete, Sir Crazy Hairs, and Morgamus Sparticus Poop-britches the First!
To me, the funniest thing on Oliver’s MySpace page was his profile, which was listed as: ETHNICITY: other (much later: I ar still laffing…. hack, hack, coff, coff)
I confess. My own human children were the victims of nickname evolution when they were much, MUCH younger. My youngest was a chunk ‘o baby, so we consistently called him things like Chubba-bubba, Chubalicious and Chubba-lubba-ding-dang-dong – poor thing.
*sigh* Those were the days. Stinky Mister Droopy Diapey Drawers is no longer as charmed by this evolution now that he’s…13.
let’s go to white castle.
My poor 9-year old’s nickname is Monkey. He used to protest that he was “a hoooooooooomin!” but he’s given up now. I suppose it helps that my partner and I both have animal nicknames too (nope, I ain’t telling, but we’ve engraved them into our wedding rings, eek, wedding in two weeks! *faints*).
The cat has numerous nicknames in English, German and Dutch.
On the topic of names… I was at my local pet shop today to get cat food, and two of the marmie kittens up for adoption were named Macaroni and Cheese.
Dude, now I’m totally jonesing for some mac n’ cheese…
“Dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky dorky…”
Definitely tie tie….
Dude, now I’m totally jonesing for some mac n’ cheese…
Dude, they should totally have a place that delivers mac n’ cheese! And orange kittehs. Hey, we could invent that… oh, Star Trek’s on… nevermind.
fine smoking pot is fine, just don’t f****n’ drive while high, because i got hit yesterday by a high driver, and it SUCKS.
AWW
Little Oliver Donavan looks so sleepy 
Too much catnip, kitty? 
Makes me want to pick him up and cuddle the sweet kitty 
“They call em whiskers but I never see em whisk…..wait…..there they go…”
Also, I’m lovin Oliver Name-volution…
How about Marmaroni & Cheese? Sir Hammalot? Lord Cheezington? Hampants Wondercheez?