Clive wasn’t picking up what she was throwing down, Chris V. via Wildpark Lüneburger Heide

Nahnny-nahnny-poo-poo, ThinkBrinke.

We suspect that if they had the use of thumbs, this debacle would’ve turned out better.

As it is…notsomuch, Austen W.

But after continually finding various things askew after returning from long days at work, Mr. Rogers installed several security cameras around his neighborhood, never thinking he’d discover what he did:

The above digital c-prints, titled “Kitty City”, are from artist Tim Barber, and the above work was featured at the Fuse Gallery (warning: certain images on site NSFW)  in February 2009 as part of its Animalania Exhibit.

Thanks, Marilyn T., via My Modern Met.

I might have had just a teeny bit too much to drink, though…

Awww, he looks like a little angel when he’s passed out, Alison D.

Remember to squee after every meal, Julie R.

We just feel bad for that poor ballerina out there who’s tippy-toeing around with hairy legs and bad teeth.

So that’s where all of my pens went. I suspect he has a few of my socks as well, Paige P.

Finders keepers, Losers weepers! I know you are, but what am I? No backsies, shield for life!

*wink-wink* acknowledged, Priscilla V.

And as for you, Eric S., since it’s too taxing for you to hit ’send’ yourself, we think you owe Priscilla V. a hefty raise. Pronto, “Taunt-o”.

No worries, I’ll just grab some toilet paper…

“No, I can’t spare a square. Now beat it. I got eatin’ to do.”

Try a hotel lobby Rhiannon and  Natalie S.

Well, I never, Carly R.