The pages were seriously confusing me....but it seems to be ok now....
Lady you're pretty, and even though I don't like cats - I want your kitten! So Cute!
meh, think what ye guys may, and my cat really isn't a kitten... she's 12 years old, but I still call her my kitten... she's also demon who will one day take over teh world... espically when she looks like this
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
"Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims." (Richard III 1.2) Shakespeare
I don't like leaving my country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less then sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.
Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary ***king Poppins... LONDON.
"Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish,
A vapour sometimes like a bear or lion,
A towered citadel, a pendant rock,
A forked mountain, or blue promontory,
With trees upon't that nod unto the world,And mock our eyes with air.."
Lady: do you sit on a big chair with your little finger in your mouth while the cat lounges on your knee?! lol.
....Hunter...deleted?.....*faints*....he was probably sick of us all swooning all over him.....
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
"Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims." (Richard III 1.2) Shakespeare
Back on topic?...this is a fairly random thread in itself......not much of a topic to be honest if you look back through the posts....besides, we were on topic, if you're going to be picky - we were discussing why it was that hunter deleted his pics....
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain
