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December 15, 2005What would I do?Here's an interesting question posed by one of my beloved readers: I wonder what would happen at the Crackerbox on Christmas morning if someone left a cute little kitten with a bow on it outside your door.... Let's do a Dax-like poll on THAT one... Does he A. Take it in - somebody's got to look after the damn thing B. Leave it out there C. Run out the back door to buy a pit bull D. Try and remember where the hell his gun is... Hmmmmm. What WOULD I do with a kitten on my doorstep? Since I'm in the process of re-inventing myself, maybe a nice, fuzzy And a potato gun... Comments
I really don't wanna know the answer to THAT Q, but I would like to know wut ya did wiff that battery operated one. PLEASE tell me u left it with Mary Kate! ROFLMAO! Hmmm ...wonder what kind of muzzle velocity you'd get with an 8oz kitten and a full charge loaded in the spud gun.... Posted by: delftsman3 on December 16, 2005 01:33 AMAww I think you're a big ol softey too. A kitten would be good for you! Posted by: livey on December 16, 2005 10:46 AMDo NOT shoot a kitten out of a potato gun! Cats always land on their feet -- that's no fun at all. Posted by: McGehee on December 16, 2005 11:42 AMI forgot to insert option "E" - which is a distant memory for me but I'll try to re-create it. I was at a campground when I was about seven years old and always trying to hang out near the older, cooler, teenage kids. All I remember is that one night, one of the guys had a tennis ball can, a small cat and some other substance - he lit something and the cat went flying about a zillion (Hey - I was seven) feet into the air. I've NEVER forgotten that and I always now think of you when I remember it... but that was history...I'm still going with "A"..... sorry, you're just a "do the right thing" kind of guy...:) Posted by: Lisa on December 16, 2005 06:28 PMPost a comment
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