Since blogging conversations with Mike seems to be in vogue lately…
A bit of a preface here: there was a guy in the class ahead of me that had sex with a cat. When Mike makes reference to “cat fucker,” he’s talking about that particular deviant.
I don’t think I really need to say it, but I don’t condone catfucking, cat-throwing, catshooting, or any of the disturbing things mentioned in this post.
Baron von Chickenpants: On a completely different note, I decided to kill myself.
Baron von Chickenpants: eventually, anyway.
Baron von Chickenpants: In 50-60 years, I’m going to off myself rather than rot in a nursing home.
Happy Pineapple: sort of like a cat?
Baron von Chickenpants: No, not like a cat.
Baron von Chickenpants: I can’t be swung into the air by my tail, then shot before I hit the ground.
Happy Pineapple: we have 50 to 60 years… I’m sure we’ll have the technology to simulate that by then.
Baron von Chickenpants: Let’s hope so.
Baron von Chickenpants: I actually knew a guy who did that.
Happy Pineapple: got a tail implanted?
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