Kitteh Pooh
I used to be quite into acid, as did my lovely flatmate. One night we'd dropped some particularly strong stuff (pink backed strawbs, if I recall) and were sitting on my bedroom floor, playing with our two kittens, giggling inanely and pointing out fractals in the wallpaper. After a while my friend pointed out the trails from the kittens. Oooh! We thought. This suff is strooong! It took us a good, and messy, ten minutes to realise that the cats were leaving actual proper physical trails. They'd both managed to eat spooks - those balls of hair that accumulate on carpets when you have long hair and are too much of a lazy bitch to hoover. The spooks combined with that sudden kitten diarrhoea they get meant that both of the little bastards had foot long shit covered strands of hair protruding from their bottoms and were racing around the house fractically trying to dislodge them.

You would think that catching two tiny kittnes in order to pull pooh-y hair from their nether regions would be a horrible experience to have when tripping your tits off but actually it was so funny and, because of the acid, such an adventure that we both literally (and for the first and only time, I hasten to add) pissed ourselves laughing.

Kittens rule. Even when they have loose pooh.
(mookroolz, Thu 27 Mar 2008, 21:42, 2 replies)

click
if only for the best mental imagery for quite a while.
( Gerbilinafishtank Gerbil in a fish tank...TURTLE POWER!, Thu 27 Mar 2008, 22:51, closed)

My dog
Has this happen to her. I'm sure it doesnt make her feel any better when I am incapable of doing anything because I'm laughing so hard. Poor dog XD
(Dregen, Sun 30 Mar 2008, 22:01, closed)