Ey you! Look up here! Ehn!
“You are my peanut, I am your brittle!”
“Where are you, my little object of art? I am here to collect you.”
“You know, most men would get discouraged by now fortunately for you, I am not most men!”
“You are the corned beef, and I am the cabbage. The corned beef is nothing without the cabbage.”
“The game of love is never called on account of darkness, my little midnight snack.”
“Get on the bird”
The journey across the cygnet universe.
alextotoro, has changed the game.
OMG BFFWCs! Cuh-yute Corgi here, getting her Doggie Blogger gossip points today! Talk about faux paws, that paw-thetic poodle at work actually wore FUggs to the office! Toe-dally cuh-razy. Dial P for phony! We are so done, done and done! Laytah!
We double-dog heart you, Heather!
And wouldn’t you know it, I just happen to have some Wallaby Chow here…
That’s one lucky hand, Caitlin B.
Sounds like these ladies have finally found a way to make Foosball more entertaining: Let the kitten play it instead.