You eat your own homework from the Obedience School.
Sender-Inner Linsey tells us, “This is our puppy, Augustus Pullo (or Gus, as we mostly call him). He is a pekingese-chihuahua mix, also called a pekachu.”
Posts tagged as: Naughtiness
Honestly, What’s the Big Deal?
August 16, 2011 By
I mean, it’s not like we ever see you actually use the yellow pages anymore. You have that beep-boop-beep magic screen on your desk for that now. And you haven’t needed a booster seat for the kids since the youngest entered middle school. So what are you yelling and screaming about? Sheesh!
“My dearly departed phonebook. My dogs Keaton and Grady. I guess they were bored.” says Kristin W. And when animals get bored, Rule 32 gets busy.
Groom for Improvement
February 7, 2011 By
… and do you, Ken, take Genevieve to be your wife, in sickness and in health, for richer or more richer, to honor and obey, to squeegee the shower door without having to be reminded, to sit through weepy costume dramas even during the playoffs, to wait quietly at the shoe store without squirming, to act unimpressed when a Victoria’s Secret commercial comes on, for as long as you both shall live?
Then, by the authority vested in me, I pronounce you…
… ah, as a general rule, we would prefer you wait until after the ceremony…
I give it six months, Kristen L.
Knickers in a Twist
January 30, 2011 By
Peggy Sue’s mum was NOT impressed when her daughter revealed herself as the Twister grand champion.
That’s one way to drawers our attention, Klara S.!
He Does this Every Winter
December 13, 2010 By
(Heh, heh, heh) I’ll hide some snow in the refrigerator…
… and paste someone with a snowball next June!
They never learn, Emma H.
“I Kissed a Cat and I Liked It”
November 27, 2010 By
Except for the milk mustache, that part was gross.
You have excellent taste, Alexander G.
Philip Morris the Cat
October 1, 2010 By
After a long day’s tail-chasing, it’s time to relax with a good friend — and the smooth taste of Meowlboro 500′s. Using only the choicest catnip, the full-bodied flavor of Meowlboro always satisfies. Available in regular, menthol and tuna.
Photo by Lynzy E., bogarted by Andrew D.
The Ironically Named Mrs. Peacock Witnessed Much at Tudor Mansion
July 14, 2010 By
I don’t care who you just killed with a wrench in the Billiard Room, Mrs. White, because I just walked in on Professor Plum and Miss Scarlet in the *ahem* Lounge, and quite frankly I’m gonna need to borrow that wrench to gouge my eyes out.
Game over, A.Q.F.L.! [Another of Ant's Quality Foraged Links].
No, I Haven’t Seen Your Lipstick
June 8, 2010 By
Why would you even ask me that? I’m insulted! Every time something goes missing around here, everybody looks at me! For your information, I don’t even wear that shade — it doesn’t flatter my complexion and it tastes terrib… oops.
Says Valerie S.: “This is our Howie, a 9 month old male shi tzu/maltese. Howie (or Howard when he has been naughty) raided my purse one morning and found a tube of lipstick I haven’t used in over a year. This is what I woke up to that morning!”
Alien: The Cute Version
May 20, 2010 By
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