Cats is based on the book Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot.

Well, he's being nicer now. We'll see how today goes with no one homes. If the kitten is alive when we get home from work then we'll let her stay.

Here she is when I first saw her.

Awwwwww....this is too sweet to be in an LPC thread. It's diluting our causticness.

I'm sure she'd make a delicious stew! Happy now?

Yes and in case any animal lovers think they can look up "cat makes stew" to get a picture of a chief cat stirring a pot, don't do it! Dear god don't do it!

No thank you. I have heard about this Google thing

from my experience drunk cowboys try to start fights by bringing up google.

What kind of bars are you hanging out in?

"You're so stupid, I bet you couldn't count to ten, let alone to a google."
"That's it. Draw!"

In college my friends and I would go to this place called the Mustang out near where vlad lives.
What it had was a bad reputation, free pool on Tuesdays, and cheap beer in mason jars.
What it lacked was a floor. (It does actually have a floor now, though.)

I got a dart put through my hand there once.

It was a soft tipped one.

Harpua: the paper man!

The Holiday Inn in the Baltimore Inner Harbor...we were asking directions...he was from ohio.

In the mirror you saw him, and you closely watched him. You thought how he looked out of place. He came to the Ohioan who sat there beside you. He had a strange look on his face. His big hands were calloused. He looked like a mountain. For a minute you thought you were dead, but he started shaking. His big heart was breaking. He turned to the Ohioan and said "#### Google!!!"

were were actually trying to bum some smokes, even offered to compensate he and his girlfriend but he went off like the drunk idiot he was and, as they say, that's the waaaaaaay the news goes.