Aug. 6th, 2007
Too Many Cat Macros
Aug. 6th, 2007 05:09 pmAnother stupid exhausted day so I'd been *still* looking through the news post protests at the cat macros in between getting the energy to do basic chores. I finally was kinda staggering stupid so went for a nap. And I dreamed of... not quite a cat macro. A cat cartoon.
Two humanoid cats are standing facing each other, one wearing a gray business suit, and the other a fawn colored sports coat and trousers. They're both fat, but business suit is taller and heavier. Business suit is pointing his cigar at a bunch of pigeons that sports coat is holding like a bouquet. All the pigeons are wearing US football helmets and jerseys. One pigeon has a broken wing (or maybe a leg) in a cast.
Business suit is saying, "Really, sir, that is ridiculous. Either trade him or eat him."
Two humanoid cats are standing facing each other, one wearing a gray business suit, and the other a fawn colored sports coat and trousers. They're both fat, but business suit is taller and heavier. Business suit is pointing his cigar at a bunch of pigeons that sports coat is holding like a bouquet. All the pigeons are wearing US football helmets and jerseys. One pigeon has a broken wing (or maybe a leg) in a cast.
Business suit is saying, "Really, sir, that is ridiculous. Either trade him or eat him."
fic: Pirate Parrot
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:41 pm(late for the pirate words challenge on
dv_squee, and not a drabble)
"Ahoy, bloody corsair! Defiant, eye patch fiercely glittering, the hostile insubordinate jeopardized the kidnapping of the legendary menace. Navigate, outcast! Pillage quarters, ransack square-rigged target! Unscrupulously vandalize yellow fever with zeal!"
Drake cursed the cruel and cunning parrot, a disreputable legacy of New World piracy. It was his bad luck that it had charmed the highest authority in the kingdom with its audacious mockery, else he would have slaughtered the vile, vicious cockroach by hanging.
"Temper, temper," the gaudy bird chuckled to itself in an almost familiar voice. "Murder and dishonesty." It scratched behind its head with one foot. "Infamous insurrection? Fantasy mutiny. Barbaric brutality on the islands. Strut and swagger with riches. The wrong ruffian decapitated. "
"Oh, hold thy beak, Thomas," Drake said before the queen entered her waiting room and fed her favorite a cracker.
"Revenge," the parrot muttered.
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"Ahoy, bloody corsair! Defiant, eye patch fiercely glittering, the hostile insubordinate jeopardized the kidnapping of the legendary menace. Navigate, outcast! Pillage quarters, ransack square-rigged target! Unscrupulously vandalize yellow fever with zeal!"
Drake cursed the cruel and cunning parrot, a disreputable legacy of New World piracy. It was his bad luck that it had charmed the highest authority in the kingdom with its audacious mockery, else he would have slaughtered the vile, vicious cockroach by hanging.
"Temper, temper," the gaudy bird chuckled to itself in an almost familiar voice. "Murder and dishonesty." It scratched behind its head with one foot. "Infamous insurrection? Fantasy mutiny. Barbaric brutality on the islands. Strut and swagger with riches. The wrong ruffian decapitated. "
"Oh, hold thy beak, Thomas," Drake said before the queen entered her waiting room and fed her favorite a cracker.
"Revenge," the parrot muttered.