It’s Like Christmas, But With More… Me

No sooner do I finish chewing each stocking
When I see you commit a faux pas quite shocking
You’re up taking snapshots, but wait just a minute
This scene is defective, because I’m not in it
Why waste your megapixels on a tree
When you could be capturing beautiful me?
Never mind sparkly lights; I’m brighter by far
I’m like having your very own Christmas star
So when I see that camera, I’ll be a go-getter
And get in each shot… Ah, yes, that’s better.


“Accidentally created a camera hog,” says Redditor spunwasi. “Now this happens when I try to take a photo.”

Oh, This Is My Favorite Part!

This is the part where Bethany reveals her pregnancy to Reginald moments before he leaves with his Space Marine platoon to defeat the two-headed mutant dinosaurs before they can break through the quantum time portal and eat Bethany’s parents, causing her to not exist!


Coincidence? I Think Not!

According to this Redditor, “This cat looks exactly like the pillow her foster mom found, made by an artist who uses pictures of foster cats.” Turns out the pillow is the work of artist Sarah Clark, who offers a few more samples here.


Heads Are Tails!

Either that, or tails are heads. It’s a tossup. (And it’s also Rule of Cuteness #46 in action.)


“Sol and Luna, brown tabby kittens, in their forever home,” says Flickrer Helena Jacoba.


Breaking Action Eyewitness News Alert Update Bulletin Thingy!

Police in Catburg have announced they have captured the notorious masked vandal, Pete McPup, suspected of leaving his mark all over town. In this photo, we see the Catburg SWHAP team closing in for the arrest.


She’s On My Spot

“(All right, stay calm. She’s on my spot, but it’s OK that she’s on my spot. Just because it’s my spot doesn’t mean I have to be upset that she’s on my spot, or even care she’s on my spot. There are other spots. Like this spot. Sure, it’s not my spot, but it’s almost as good as my spot. But she’s on my spot, so I’ll take this spot I happened to spot even though it’s not my spot. Which she’s on.)”


Concentrated Cats from Laura D’Alessandro.

Rubbing Me the Wrong Way?

What a comically alien concept. There is no wrong way. Now, continue, slave…


I’m Making My Own Costume!

Sheesh, every costume for kitties is “sexy” this and “sexy” that! This year the hot costume is “Sexy Ebola Nurse,” for Pete’s sake! Guess I’m rolling my own!


And Now, The Halloween Gourmet

Good evening. When selecting just the right homes to visit, it may be wise to consider the dispensing container the homeowner has chosen. Is it a common household bowl? These may contain only garden-variety treats: Tootsie Rolls, Smarties, or worse, the dreaded $6.99 Wonka assortment.

However, if out host has employed a dispensing dish for the occasion, such as the promising jar to my right, then we may anticipate treats to satisfy the most discerning palate: rich cherry cordials, delicate nougats enveloped in fine Dutch chocolate…


Alas, we are deceived; I detect the chalky odor of Neco Wafers. Which brings me to my next topic. When selecting eggs to pelt houses with…


Via Bill & Vicki T.

I’m a Scary Halloween Ghost! Boo!

Oooooo, you’d better ru-u-u-u-un! Look at me floating, so sca-a-a-a-ary! Oooo-EEE-oooo, I’m coming for yo-o-o — yeah, okay, I just fell into some white stuff, trying to make it work for me, all right?



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