Henry Winter

Got this in an e-mail, thought i'd stick it up here. Those with cats and dogs will know it's very true..

Dogs Diary vs Cats Diary

Excerpts from a Dog's Daily Diary:

8:00am Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30am A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40am walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

12:00pm Lunch! My favorite thing!

1:00pm Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00pm Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00pm Milk bones! My favorite thing!

7:00pm Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00pm Wow! Watched TV with my master! My favorite thing!

11:00pm Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary:

Day 683 of my captivity: My captors continue to taunt me with
bizarre dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while
the other inmates and myself are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I
nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape..
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at
their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts,
since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely
made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
The audacity! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.

I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the
event.

However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard
that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must
learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of
my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I
must try this again tomorrow but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded! The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. The captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now....

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Crush your enemies, see them driven before you and hear the lamentation of their women!

Droeden

hehe love it,


and whys the babbled locked?

i was gonna go and do the happy dance!

plus i might be getting the net back soon, well as soon as i can find it cheap enough that my house mates wont complain,

Henry Winter

I'll unlock it now

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Crush your enemies, see them driven before you and hear the lamentation of their women!