I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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My cat loves spiders... until their legs have all come off. He then gets bored, and leaves them to die like abandoned raisins.
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 12:43, 7 replies)
That should've been a reply, of course. But... meh. I'll edit it to make it look more like a proper post.
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 12:44, closed)
I'm quite proud of "like abandoned raisins". It has the same whistful air as Moss' "like yesterday's jam" from the first episode of The IT Crowd.
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 12:46, closed)
Rightfully proud, a most excellent simile. And the accompanying mental picture did make me chuckle.
*clicks*
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 16:22, closed)
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