 Quotes of the day  Friday, June 27, 2008
I realised there are some spider web on my blog. Here's some silly stuff to share.
This first one was told to me by my..lil cousin... on sat..
"Never argue with an idiot. He will bring u down to his level, and beat u with Experience".
Tried putting this on my msn, and everyone tot I got irritated by some idiots..Hmm..no la..no one irritated me..yet...
Here's some quote I found today. Quite...meaningful, at least to me....(cos is bout cats mah..lol)
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Often the cats who need the most affection are the ones that are the most difficult to love and scratch you when you're trying to pet them.
You can't look at a sleeping cat and be tense. -- Jane Pauley
Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you.
Everything I know I learned from my cat: When you're hungry, eat. When you're tired, nap in a sunbeam. When you go to the vet's, pee on your owner. -- Gary Smith
I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals. -- Winston Churchill
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Why cats are better (than women,oops!):
- A cat doesn't know what a remote control is.
- A cat loves you until it dies.
- You don't have to tell your cat you love it - it knows you do.
- A cat likes to be petted, anywhere, anytime.
- Cats don't expect breakfast in the morning.
- Cats don't ly, quibble, argue, pout.
- Everything you do is interesting.
- Cats need little space, a sunny spot in the window will do.
- Cats don't smoke, drink, do drugs.
- You don't have to tell a cat it's pretty.
- A cat doesn't care if you haven't shaved for two days.
- A cat doesn't want to borrow money from you.
- Cats love to scrap bills and taxforms.
- You don't need to buy your cat expensive presents on it's birthday.
- You don't need to buy your cats mother expensive presents on her birthday.
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And a forwarded mail to me,of the Diary of a dog, and a Cat.Just for a laugh. Cats, aint tt mean..My cat loves me, really.
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Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
6:00 pm - Oooh, Bath. Bummer.
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary. ..
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now............
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Quotes of the day Friday, June 27, 2008
I realised there are some spider web on my blog. Here's some silly stuff to share.
This first one was told to me by my..lil cousin... on sat..
"Never argue with an idiot. He will bring u down to his level, and beat u with Experience".
Tried putting this on my msn, and everyone tot I got irritated by some idiots..Hmm..no la..no one irritated me..yet...
Here's some quote I found today. Quite...meaningful, at least to me....(cos is bout cats mah..lol)
***
Often the cats who need the most affection are the ones that are the most difficult to love and scratch you when you're trying to pet them.
You can't look at a sleeping cat and be tense. -- Jane Pauley
Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you.
Everything I know I learned from my cat: When you're hungry, eat. When you're tired, nap in a sunbeam. When you go to the vet's, pee on your owner. -- Gary Smith
I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals. -- Winston Churchill
***
Why cats are better (than women,oops!):
- A cat doesn't know what a remote control is.
- A cat loves you until it dies.
- You don't have to tell your cat you love it - it knows you do.
- A cat likes to be petted, anywhere, anytime.
- Cats don't expect breakfast in the morning.
- Cats don't ly, quibble, argue, pout.
- Everything you do is interesting.
- Cats need little space, a sunny spot in the window will do.
- Cats don't smoke, drink, do drugs.
- You don't have to tell a cat it's pretty.
- A cat doesn't care if you haven't shaved for two days.
- A cat doesn't want to borrow money from you.
- Cats love to scrap bills and taxforms.
- You don't need to buy your cat expensive presents on it's birthday.
- You don't need to buy your cats mother expensive presents on her birthday.
***
And a forwarded mail to me,of the Diary of a dog, and a Cat.Just for a laugh. Cats, aint tt mean..My cat loves me, really.
***
Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
6:00 pm - Oooh, Bath. Bummer.
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary. ..
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now............
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