What on earth is this cat looking at? It’s like a Dali painting of a cat.

Little bobcat ear tufts. Adorable.

I have used my neti thing (squeeze bottle, not the pot, or even a handful of sea water on vacation) as I first felt a cold coming on and more than once, I have removed a snot ball, sort of like a nasty yolk, that was quite clearly the thing that was trying to clog my sinus system and make me sick. After that thing…

It was a “kinja glitch” and not a “ban.” I was in an actual swirling void, invisible comments in the thread, appearing grey in my “discussions” in my profile. Julianne, Stassa and Clover were responsive to emails. I emailed everyone with a post one day and got zero responses, tried again a couple weeks later & received…

Write to Julianne, Stassa or Clover and ask to be released. Each of those responded to me when I got kinja fucked last month (I wasn’t just grey, I was invisible!) It took a few tries but they finally responded all on the same day. Good luck.

This person, whether he’s right about your behavior or not, is controlling and passive aggressive. If you are serious about not drinking, he will be one of the people, places and things you need to replace to stay sober. Sad but true. You will probably have to replace several friends and it may take a while. This is…

Bonkers is so well contained in her sitting position. I like her on the moon!

Nice Guy®

Thanks, smart person!

What does that even mean, to name a kid in a lawsuit seeking damages? Will the kid have to get a job and pay her fair share? Before or after college?

She was abused until murdered. She’s dead.

Unexpected ending!

Just say “love.” It makes them laugh.

Hey, Freddie Rumson!

This came from the library in about a day. I read some today at the doctor’s office & lunch. So far so good. (They haven’t even met yet.) I gotta get jammin.

Wikipedia & copy & paste for life!

C’mon yer a lovable memer, giver yerself a squeeze.

The Butternut Barf Splat’s anus will be tingling if this is true. Ego food for the monster.

He was, as I understand the youth parlance of recent times, a ‘fuck boy.’ In a priest collar.