I got bit by Bella, my garage cat. And this is after feeding her everyday. I probably got the rabies or the 'gleep' which is my name for an all purpose plague.
Was it a "love" bite or a "bite" bite? My Moggy cat is always trying to bite me and I don't know whether it's because he loves me or whether he thinks that I am delicious.
Wilma, trust me, you don't want the GLEEP. I knew a girl once who had an absess under her arm and I convinced her she had THE GLEEP and she even mentioned it to the doctor...asking him if she had the GLEEP because she heard it was pretty terrible, like flesh eating disease. His laughter made her realized she'd been punked.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Was it a "love" bite or a "bite" bite? My Moggy cat is always trying to bite me and I don't know whether it's because he loves me or whether he thinks that I am delicious.
Oh, let's hope it's not The Gleep.
I have two puncture marks in my hand. I was petting her (which SHE LET ME DO) and as I looked away she dug her fangs into me.
Yup. The moment your attention wanders away from them, they'll drag it back with their teeth.
Wilma, trust me, you don't want the GLEEP. I knew a girl once who had an absess under her arm and I convinced her she had THE GLEEP and she even mentioned it to the doctor...asking him if she had the GLEEP because she heard it was pretty terrible, like flesh eating disease. His laughter made her realized she'd been punked.
That Darn Cat!
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