So I dated a bloke once who told me about losing his sense of balance. Here's what he said:
The guy: I was like a cat without its tentacles.
Me: Its what?
Guy: You know, its antenna. Its feelers.
Me: Do you mean whiskers?
Guy: Yeah! That's it.
It didn't work out.
And now, for your delectation, the glorious whiskers of Poppy Sox, the most sinister cat on the planet.
The guy: I was like a cat without its tentacles.
Me: Its what?
Guy: You know, its antenna. Its feelers.
Me: Do you mean whiskers?
Guy: Yeah! That's it.
It didn't work out.
And now, for your delectation, the glorious whiskers of Poppy Sox, the most sinister cat on the planet.
Three flying bats! Mwa ha ha ha! |
Brill!
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