Robert in North Babylon was way out of his league here. Let's leave the NBA-related cat vs. dog discussions to our Canadian brethren.

COTY.

Scoff all you want. At least there won't be any gross gays there doing gross gay things.

You cuddle with your body.

Humans aren't trees.

"It would be hilarious if someone put up a GIF of the buttfumble here. I would laugh and laugh at that. They'd be a hero. A true hero of commenting." - No one

First the Federalist Riograndense Revolution, now this.

He's got cartoon frosting all over his hands now.

What will you give for untouched images of Chid?

You don't need pliers and a cigarette lighter to turn off electric football.

Shameless self-promotion? Begging humans to like him? Sounds like a real jerk.

"Smug hipster jaguar is particularly inspired," Tom Ley wrote before running to the urinal for his third piss of the morning. As he washed his hands, he caught his reflection in the mirror. The resemblance was uncanny and he couldn't deny it. He looked just like the cartoon bear that blew him days before.

His favorite Oasis record is What's the Story, Faded Glory.

Have you ever heard of a place called hineyholeisland?

I do!

Chid would write for such a blog. Pitchfork is where human beings go to be cooler than other human beings. Chid loves many music and loves all humans.

Chid loves this song. You've made Chid very happy.

Cleveland didn't fire me. Oh, thought you said "Chid."

All can be friends with Chid. Chid is friend for life. Chid never says goodbye. Gmail or twitter Chid for proofs.
[chid is so alone.] [chid self destructs.]

Have you ever peed your pants walking home after a night out with friends because you didn't realize you had to use the bathroom while you were out but then you couldn't hold it for the eighteen-minute walk home and you couldn't find a single private spot on the whole walk where it would have been safe to whip it out…