this is nothing new (found at Cliche Kitty), though i stumbled across it on someone’s blog while BlogClicking yesterday. (sorry, dude. i can’t remember your URL.)
anyway, it got me thinking. if God kills a kitten every time you masturbate, then it follows that God would kill a human every time a cat masturbates.
well, i must be one lucky human, because my cat Angelo masturbates with a blankie any chance he gets and i’m still alive. no, wait. no one can kill me. i’m blessed. i’m a Catholic.
Heh, that’s HILARIOUS… especially your reasoning behind God killing a human every time a cat masturbates, heh.
Bad Lieutenant
Lewis, you have my undying respect.
whoa.
i feel… dirty.
heh. probably not as dirty as i felt one morning when i woke up to find him “playing” with the blanket i was using!
I didn’t know about the movie, but I love the cute cat pictures. I’m sorry, but that is pretty friggen twisted! God killing a kitten for someone giving themselves pleasure and not forcing it on someone else, giving someone else a disease, or bringing an unwanted child into the world?
Ish, way to go Angelo. Never thought flannel all that sexy myself…
Charlie (our cocker spaniel) used to enjoy himself with a large stuffed teddy bear my husband gave me. It was about 3 times his size, and it was rather disturbing. Teddy has to live in the basement now.