Franco does his best to look innocent.
::SIGH:: “There’s nothing to DO! I’m borrrrrrrrrred.”
Pardon the blur, but the look on Garrity’s face is KILLING ME.
“What WAS that pink feathery thing?!”
Sheila’s SO calling this one in. She’s all “Oh, ow, you’re right, you’re the biggest and the strongest. Oh, ow, you’re hurting me. You are totally the boss, yeah, yeah. Hmmm… how long has it been since I painted the ceiling, anyway?”
::CHOMP::
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“What?”
Rough life, boys.
Corbett and Rhyme. They sound like a couple of detectives, don’t they? “No one’s solved the case of the missing catnip yet?! Someone call Corbett and Rhyme!”
“Hallo, laydeez!”
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Despite appearances to the contrary in this picture, Miz Poo DOES have a chin. I swear it!
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Previously
2008: No entry.
2007: Which reminds me, last time I had a sit-down with The Lord, The Lord informed me that doing what might lead to business on Sunday is FORBIDDEN, but abandoning as many of His Creatures to fend for themselves and be hit by cars and lay dying on the side of the road is A-OK with Him! It’s in the Bible!
2006: No entry.
2005: Poop Watch v. 2.0, currently in progress.