Kitty's Christmas Chaos.



O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, your ornaments are history
they bounce an pop upon the floor An soon you shall go to the store for more.
Through your limbs my form shall slide, to knock them off from the inside
You are the game I love the most, all your ribbons will soon be toast
In brightly shining Christmas lights, chewing wires with all my might

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, , your ornaments are history,
Your beauty green will teach to me, to better hide inside a tree
The way to joy and peace for me, is to destroy everything hanging on this tree

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, , your ornaments are history.
You give me so much pleasure, sleeping in your boughs at my leisure,
O green fir tree, gives me delight, who cares about my owners plight
Because of paws their ornaments disappear from sight

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, , your ornaments are history.
Forever my Christmas playground.
After I leave shredded presents all around
Your boughs so green in summertime
get stripped bare in a week’s time.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, , your ornaments are history.
You fill my heart with glee,
When I hide in you O Christmas tree
reminding me of feral Days
To think I should play with all in my gaze.
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
your ornaments are history.

That was awesome, I wasted no time reading it.

My kitten approves:


Kittens. They don't have ears. Those are little devil horns. She loves nothing better than to use Depron as a scratching post, and generally the only depron I have laying out in the open is in a plane...

Four guys have been going on the same fishing trip for many years. Two days before the group is to leave, Ron's wife puts her foot down and tells him he isn't going. Ron's mates are very upset that he can't go, but what can they do?

Two days later the three mates get to the camping site only to find Ron sitting there with a tent set up, firewood gathered, and dinner cooking on the fire.

"Geez, Ron, how long you been here? How did you talk your missus into letting you go ?"

"Well, I've been here since last night. After dinner at home yesterday evening, I was sitting in my chair and my wife came up behind me and put her hands over my eyes and said, 'Guess who ?'"

I pulled her hands off, and she was wearing sexy brand new lingerie. She said she had been reading 'Fifty Shades of Grey' and she had a devilish look in her eyes!!!

She took my hand and led me to our bedroom. The room had candles and rose petals all over.

On the bed she had handcuffs, and ropes !

She told me to tie her up and cuff her to the bed, so I did.

And then she said, "Do whatever you want."

So . . . . here I am !

^ that's funny alright!^

Here's a joke I just made up... Basil and Rosemary have been together for a long thyme, their son Herbert collects rare coins in mint condition! Bwahahaha hahaha haaaaaaaaahahaaaaaa.

Bwahaha... ha...

ha...




Good one.

acetech09, you have a cleaver kitty, it's trying to tell you to switch to balsa!

edit: ^Thanks^

Claws will penetrate ultrakote just as easily... and it's much more of a pain in the @$$ to replace.

http://www.rcgroups.com/forums/showthread.php?t=1673866

Plenty of cat antics in that build thread too.

That's cool youre building a "flapjack"! I only see one page ended June18
Anyway, kitties are the best building buddies ever! I don't have one anymore though!

Originally Posted by Mickey D

That's cool youre building a "flapjack"! I only see one page ended June18

Yeah - the servo broke, and by the time I got a hold of some new ones, I had moved on to some more promising planes. I might attempt a semi-scale flapjack again, though.

He was in ecstasy with a huge smile on his face as his wife moved forwards, then backwards, forward, then backwards again....back and forth...back and forth...in and out...in and out.

Her heart was pounding...her face was flushed...then she groaned, softly at first, then began to groan louder. Finally, totally exhausted, she let out an almighty scream and shouted, "OK, OK! I CAN'T park the f@%#*&g car! You do it, you SMUG bastard!"

And man of the year award goes to……….

In a Tottenham church Sunday morning a preacher said,"Anyone with 'special needs' who wants to be prayed over, please come forward to the front by the altar."

With that, Leroy got in line, and when it was his turn, the Preacher asked,

"Leroy, what do you want me to pray about for you?"

Leroy replied, "Preacher, I need you to pray for help with my hearing."

The preacher put one of his fingers in Leroy's ear, and then he took his other hand and placed it on top of Leroy's head; and then he prayed and prayed and eventually the whole congregation joined in with great enthusiasm.

After a few minutes, the preacher removed his hands, stood back and asked, "Leroy, how is your hearing now?"

Leroy answered, "I don't know. It isn’t 'til Thursday."

That guy is probably a salesman who payed her to do that so his boss, driving home from the wedding would see it. Clever but it wouldn't fool me. It does however, dramatically defy human nature.

Originally Posted by clinth01

And man of the year award goes to……….