
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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