Now playing on CuteCast:
This is Chaandu Pottu ("Cha" as in "cha-cha" with the "a" extended; "d" pronounced soft like "th" in "the", with very little emphasis on the "u" in both words)… also known as Bindi Spot, Esq. Spot lives in Kochi, Kerala, in South India.
Many thanks to Subhangi for providing the photos & pronunciation. (That’s her elbow under tuxie-boy, btw.)
Listen Honey—I heard you were dating George Clooney, but if you got time to spend with me too—I’ll take it—ah-huhn.
Diana, They’re lookin’ purdy comfterbuls there. Honk-shus all around.
I am a duel-screen Kitteh.
See, when I play Nintendogs, I need lots of screen real estate, to walk my "dogs", pet them and give them baths. My Nintendog is named "Pants".
Here Pants! Paaaaaaaants! Walkies! [pats screen with paw]
Anne I.—the Scottish Fold kittehs get us every time.
This morning, I go out to my car, and as ushe, Monday morning, I get a street cleaning ticket, ’cause I’m too dern lazy to leave the house by 8. Please contrast this by a different street-sweeping experience. The kitteh below was scooped up by sender-inner Mamu C. on the street. What a prosh morsel, and MUCH better than a citation.
Niiiiiiiiiiice street sweepin’, Mamu…
Muchas mas elfitude happening… Apparently, the Russians are kickin’ tocks (while in crouch positions, dancing) in the prosh kittens department. Geeshe.
As discovered by LamerFreak. Right on, my bruthuh.
[Living room rug, Kitty is wearing an off-the-shoulder pink sweatshirt. Irene Cara’s voice fills the room]
First when there’s nothing…[covers face with paw]
but a slow glowing dreeeam
That your fear seems to hide [look out from under paw]
deep inside…your mind [look at audience meaningfully]
All alone I have cried [trot to edge of rug like gymastics floor exercise]
silent tears full of pride [waves paws over head to ‘heavens’]
In a world made of steel, made of stone [pushes right paw out in a ‘stop right there! move]
[skips to center of rug with one flip] Well I hear the music,
close my eyes, feel the rhythm [cabbage patching]
Wrap around, take a hold of my heart
[Unbelievable fervor of Roger Rabbitting]
What a feline, seein’s believin’
I can have it all, now I’m dancin’ for my life
Take your passion, and make it happen
Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life!!!
Kitty, that was an amazing ROUTINE!!! You’re in the Conservatory!!! [Red roses everywhere]
Nice submishe (and special outfit, MariNaomi!)
// UPDATE: had to edit the chorus lyrics, because Lauowolf‘s touch-up was just too good. – Theo //