Twinkle Bell’s elaborate stalking techniques were an endless source of delight to the other kitties, but the young cat was actually too kind hearted to eat the birds she netted.
Drunk with power for anhialating the Lego town, the cat knew now was the time for a new show...Vagzilla's Power Hour.
With a lick of her coat, a gulp of sake from the foolish Japanese business men and a clip of the lighter...terror was unleashed!Flaming hairballs littered the room.
Unfortunately, hairballs dont project as quickly as atomic breath and the Vagzilla Power Hour was limited to nine episodes.
(muttering) "Mittens...mittens: I've got your damned mittens right here - didn't want your fuckin' skank pie anyway...whip me will you, you puss-bitch..."
Scarred by the childhood "mitten" incident, the youngest of the three little kittens was NOT responding well to play therapy...
Giddy from hyperventilating, Kitty staggered and lurched unsteadily, knocking over some of the carefully placed inflatable animals. She didn’t stop for a moment, though. The important thing was to get them ALL blown up...and fast!
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Spot the typo!
Is there only supposed to be 1 'y' in Jenny?
forget typos: where's the artwork?
Living the hard, battered life of a puss too small, Muff relished these momentary masturbatory interspecies role play romps.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na...Kittymari Damacy...
Twinkle Bell’s elaborate stalking techniques were an endless source of delight to the other kitties, but the young cat was actually too kind hearted to eat the birds she netted.
There is no typo. AND THERE NEVER WAS.
Drunk with power for anhialating the Lego town, the cat knew now was the time for a new show...Vagzilla's Power Hour.
With a lick of her coat, a gulp of sake from the foolish Japanese business men and a clip of the lighter...terror was unleashed!Flaming hairballs littered the room.
Unfortunately, hairballs dont project as quickly as atomic breath and the Vagzilla Power Hour was limited to nine episodes.
Far from being a revolutionary idea making children's toys from cat food had numerous complications, not least the smell.
And then when Jenny's dance partner turned into a raven she looked around her and her suspicions about that last bacardi breezer were confirmed.
(muttering) "Mittens...mittens: I've got your damned mittens right here - didn't want your fuckin' skank pie anyway...whip me will you, you puss-bitch..."
Scarred by the childhood "mitten" incident, the youngest of the three little kittens was NOT responding well to play therapy...
Giddy from hyperventilating, Kitty staggered and lurched unsteadily, knocking over some of the carefully placed inflatable animals. She didn’t stop for a moment, though. The important thing was to get them ALL blown up...and fast!
Doctor Leary took a long, slow look about him. The laboratory seemed somehow ... different.
Catzilla practiced on the small animals, but he knew that, one day, (and with the invention of a magical growth serum), his day would come.
Pinocchio watched in horror as Figero pounced on the tiny, magical fairy and savagely bit its spine in half.
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