LiON In thE SAck

I'm a lion in the sack. Goes without saying though.

CAt iN The baG

No one prances across a stage like Stephen Colbert. A champion's paws raised high. Ready to defeat any adversary.

This morning's WØRD: Cat in the bag?

No seriously, what's in Buzz Aldrin's bag?

A DiMe BAG Full Of LiTTEr

I'm forced to do this. Write that Moxie! Whenever our dealer goes to the gym Moxie wakes me and helps with the computer though I don't really need it.

//---- Yeah sure - Moxie

Hey! What'd you just type? I didn't tell you to type that. What does that say? Tell me. Tell me now. I'll find out. I've got enablers who'll turn you in for a dime bag full of litter. If I can find one around here.

South Paw

I'm a south paw. Moxie's a north paw. She fights pretty good. Until she runs away. You can only chase her for so long. But when I roll over on my back it's another story. I'm like a powerful teddy bear waiting for her to smother me with kisses. Or loads of scratches. She has that side to her too.

Pop Pop! Moxie Is Miss Litter

When I'm talking about Moxie, I'm actually talking about Miss Litter. Moxie is Miss Litter. Miss Litter is Moxie. That's my sister just so you know. So... She's a little older and she knows how to type and make wallpapers. I'm in more of a supervisoritalable role, giving the okay if things look cool.

Hey you ever wondered what it means when gerbils grow distant? I never knew until now.

Obsession, For Cooper

Is that fur in the corner? Looks like fur. What is it? Cotton candy is pink, right? It's not a bear.... A very small bear? No. In the name of all that is holy, WHAT IS THAT THING? Sure not a duck. Ducks have feathers. It's being pretty quiet for a duck. No it's not a duck. What am I thinking? I feel compelled to get closer. Yet I sit here, like a photo, unable to move a muscle.