@Pope John Peeps II: Do not Google Image "LOLcats".

Perhaps now our physics-loving furry friends can apply their uncannily advanced minds to the problem of burying their poop without spreading half the kitty litter out of the box and across the floor?

@finalxnoodles: I was going to scream, "BITCH!", to retort.

@Dyn: Have you considered the possibility that he's actually a small dog, disguised by wearing an itty-bitty Cat Suit?

Great.

What's even scarier is if you put a house cat into any vehicle capable of orbit, it will automatically scratch out on the nearest wall the exact propulsion force needed (=/- its own weight) for the vessel to reach the LaGrange point.

If only I had a Power Ring from Oa, then my habit of stripping down to my crisp tighty-whities and flexing my delts when guests come by would make more sense.

No wonder he put up a fight when the police arrived.

Good thing he didn't do that with a BlueTooth mouse, or surgical equipment would have been needed to extract it.

I'm holding out for the Sparkle Pony Stallion version, myself.

@Darth_Bean: So, your boxes that your assembles. They should be sold at cost, then?

OK, it's over. We may as well declare victory now: Al Qaeda just pissed off 4Chan.

Proof positive that cats are less likely to turn to terrorism than dogs.

@Darth_Bean: I'm curious. What do you do for a living?

I wish it did premiere on the Mac, just to see the many, many people who are lauding Kinect now to passionately, irrationally, hatefully criticize it.

It's kind of like going on a two-year Crystal Meth bender, only in reverse!

Well, now that the Republicans control the House, I'm sure they'll work lickity-split to fix this tragedy. Because they're the party of the people, unlike those libural Elitists!

With its pineapple-like whorl of soft mouth parts and whiskery appendages surrounding it, trilobites had little to fear.

I'd hold up a flagon of mead to salute Red Shirt Guy, but will have to settle instead for doing the same with the steaming cuppa java I hold in my gnarled fist.

Sad, sad, sad.