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“If you paint in your mind a picture of bright and happy expectations, you put yourself into a condition conducive to your goal.” Norman Vincent Peale
depreblue, LêLê, Pinkies, Rejoice.
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SassyPink4U's Top (4) Replies by other users' votesmaybe that explains why no one never gave a **** about me
- written 2 years, 3 months ago – voted for by Winters ♠, that summer feeling, beccafunn
[quote fflygurl8]i like the name jack because that my brother name but have 5 brother and the other ones would be mad[/quote]
No - just tell them I choose for your babe - not your fault. :P
- written 1 year, 10 months ago – voted for by readcar
The Cat’s Diary
Day 983 of My Captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now …
Go Cats :P
- written 1 year, 10 months ago – voted for by Daft Puck
[youtube:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jomZXJkySVA]
- written 2 years, 3 months ago – voted for by jetmoose