Feel the love
I love lots of things. Forbidden love (damn yumoos!). So I communicate my love through my eyes. Oh, how I love you. 
And how I want to bite you and knock you off the fireplace mantle and roll in you and bite you some more. The Bears as my witness, the moment this yumoo turns her back you will be mine!
Wait! Why are you taking them in your room? No! Don't shut the door! Damn! Damn it all to hell!
I will get you yet, my pretty.
And how I want to bite you and knock you off the fireplace mantle and roll in you and bite you some more. The Bears as my witness, the moment this yumoo turns her back you will be mine!Wait! Why are you taking them in your room? No! Don't shut the door! Damn! Damn it all to hell!
I will get you yet, my pretty.
posted by Yonners at 9:59 p.m.
3 Comments:
That last photo was funny! You will get them, Spike. I have faith in your spawnkitty abilities.
We ask for so little, we Bears and kitties. Tuna and caaaandy, some flowers to chew.
Why do those humoos thwart us at every turn?
OK Bye
Stompy
Yes, I know. I'm evil.
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