Tchanam tchanam, tchanam, tchanam tchanam tchanam...
Here you go, my dahlings, I am as stubborn as a mule, possibly even more, and therefore able to present:
Oooh, sexy little tune! Long live the skin.
[Check the category if you're puzzled. God bless if you are.]
posted by Lioness @ 2:44 pm
10 furballs
10 Comments:
You are so clever!
BZ
I know!!! Your code didn't work too well so I adlibbed it.
*auto-chuac*
"Damn your panthericis!"
I couldn't have said it better, Nooster-San.
*reverential bow*
note to self - don't click on Johnny's links while eating breakfast. Not good at all. :)
Eh, I've seen worse. Much worse. Like the horrible worm-butt photo. After seeing that, NOTHING looks bad anymore.
(And your panthericis really isn't bad. That evil woman was just...evil.)
Awwright! Long live Henry Mancini!
(Is he still alive? I lose track.)
Hey Nikki, you're thin-skinned, tsk tsk.
Misfit, thank God for burkhas is all I can say. That woman was a twat.
And LI, dude, I never HAD track... No clue.
Never mind... he's dead. Died in '94.
Aw, crap. My lame-ass computer won't let me see it and I am afraid to tinker as it is the only working computer at present. I will hum the Pink Panther theme song and sit in the back, looking knowingly around, as though I am with the in-crowd, until I get the thing open.
da-da-da-DAH, da-DAH, da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-DAAAA, diddle-de-da-DAH,da.
Aw, I know - my husband is severely restricted in the topics allowed at mealtimes. Sometimes he takes glee in making me gag. It's a tough life.
Post a Comment
<< Home