Dr Chan is LOL cat (repost)

not enough lasers!

pew! pew!

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YouTube- Christmas Laser Beam Cats

bill?

Awww, Dan see if you can get a glow in the dark cast, they is the best; have more healing qualities.

this is incredibly cute

Khornight

and tomasito

Ha you are right.

Also, have you had a haircut?

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@the last 3 posts :D

ace

Todd.

and tomasito

Cunt

That pic was taken when I still ate meat.

That pic was taken when I still ate meat.

Hahaha! What was your favourite type of sandwich Tom?

Back when I was a carnivore? I used to like turkey and mayo, with a thin layer of chorizo panini in between the bread and lettuce, and bacon bits sprinkled on the top.

I'm hungry...

Back when I was a carnivore? I used to like turkey and mayo, with a thin layer of chorizo panini in between the bread and lettuce, and bacon bits sprinkled on the top.

fuck yeah!!

Back when I was a carnivore?

Not quite Tom.

In Society

I walked into the cocktail party
room and found three or four queers
talking together in queertalk.
I tried to be friendly but heard
myself talking to one in hiptalk.
"I'm glad to see you," he said, and
looked away. "Hmn," I mused. The room
was small and had a double-decker
bed in it, and cooking apparatus:
icebox, cabinet, toasters, stove;
the hosts seemed to live with room
enough only for cooking and sleeping.
My remark on this score was understood
but not appreciated. I was
offered refreshments, which I accepted.
I ate a sandwich of pure meat; an
enormous sandwich of human flesh,
I noticed, while I was chewing on it,
it also included a dirty asshole.
More company came, including a
fluffy female who looked like
a princess. She glared at me and
said immediately: "I don't like you,"
turned her head away, and refused
to be introduced. I said, "What!"
in outrage. "Why you shit-faced fool!"
This got everybody's attention.
"Why you narcissistic bitch! How
can you decide when you don't even
know me," I continued in a violent
and messianic voice, inspired at
last, dominating the whole room

Emmett,
the angel-headed hipster, burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.

If only.