::urrrrrrrrrp:: “Oh! ‘Scuse me!”
“POO! That was kind of nasty.”
“No kidding, bro. That was nasty, Poo. NASTY!”
“NAAAAAAASTYYYYYYYYY!”
“Seriously, Poo. That was kind of gross.”
“Y’all shut UP. I don’t hear you complaining when you run around FARTING on everyone.”
“Our farts smell good. No one wants to smell your stank-breath tuna belches. God, that’s nasty. You’ve turned me into a zombie with your nastiness.”
“Braaaaaaaaainsss. BRAAAAAINS!!!”
“Yeah, me too! I’m a zombie! BRAAAAAINSSS!”
“Shut up. God. Why couldn’t I have been an only kitten? Why did I have to have to have YOU GUYS as little brothers?”
“Look, you killed me with your stank breath! I’m laying here dead!”
“Um, Tommy, you’re not really dead, are you? Because you look dead!”
“::whisper:: Shhhhhh, Shoogie! I’m pretending. I just look so dead ’cause I’m a really good actor, and as soon as The Momma realizes it, I’m going to make us a lot of money in commercials and stuff. I’m going to demand a hundred million thousand ten dollars to pretend to be dead, and then I’m going to buy you and me all the Cheerios we can eat! /::whisper:: I’M DEAD BECAUSE OF POO-PIE’S STANK BREATH!”
“SHUT UP, Tommy, you little asshole, or I’m going to come over there and pound you into the ground, and then you really WILL be dead!”
“Uh ohhhhhhhh, she said a bad word! She called you a bad name!”
“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Poo called me a bad name and she hurt my feelings and she SAID A BAD WORD!”
“Shut up, asswipe, she’s not even home. GOD. She left five minutes ago to get a fountain Diet Coke at McDonald’s, and she’ll be so jazzed on caffeine and fountain soda goodness that she won’t care WHAT I called you, or whether your stupid little baby feelings were hurt. SO HA!”
“She’s got you there, bro.”
“I don’t care. She’s just jealous because I’m so pretty and she’s a big ugly brat with a permanent sneer and a messed-up eye and NASTY NASTY STANK BREATH. I’m still totally telling The Momma when she gets back, and she’s going to spank your behind until you cry like a little baby.”
“I. Hate. You.”
Haaaa! That was halarious. You are so good at captioning those photos Robyn!
Aren’t you glad they CAN’T talk. Sometimes two kids drive me nuts, can you imagine 6?
I LOVE IT!
That was great! Boy, Sugarbutt has a little belly on him, doesn’t he?!
ROFL!!
I love your story pictorials! heeheehee
We often wonder what our cats would say if they could talk…I think “Fill up the food bowl beyotch” would be a commone phrase 🙂
I’m sitting here trying not to break out in hysterical laughter in the middle of my office! Hee!
Robyn,
I am thinking you should write a book. I love these stories with the cats!
This had me giggling like you wouldn’t believe! HILARIOUS!
Ooooh Robyn,that was perfect!
Thanks for the afternoon giggle, it’s a good thing everyone is gone from the office right now.
Good one, Robyn! 😀
There you go making me want a kitty again. And a fountain pop. 😉
That made me break out into big giggles and smiles.
Thank-you!
Miz Poo OBVIOUSLY has another one percolating, if that picture is any indication.
I love love love the photo-stories!!!
You’ve heard it many times..and I”m going to add my voice to the clamour….
You really should put all these cat photo stories into a book.. It would be hillarious!
Love when you do these Robyn! You are one talented lady!
This is some classic Bitchypoo! Thank you, Robyn, for the entertainment!
ROFL!!!
Love em all!
You are too funny! I love it when you do these photo stories. I totally think Poo could take both of em! :o)
Loved it! Thanks for my laugh for the day!
This was hilarious. I want to print it out and hang it on my wall so I can read it every day.
Now I am removing my nose from your colon. Carry on.
Oh Robyn that is just the best! Makes me wonder why my “kids” are saying behind my back.
My son LOVES the kitty pictures. The older one loves the kitty stories and the 2 year old just loves looking at the CATS. Thanks Robyn.