What? We're both heading south, aren't we?
Proof positive that you don't need an opposable thumb to go hitch-hiking...
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What? We're both heading south, aren't we?
Proof positive that you don't need an opposable thumb to go hitch-hiking...
Ta, I'm on it, don't go away.
OK, lets see what you can do with this without getting the axe. :D
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Is that a gun in your pocket or you just happy to see me?
"and thereby hangs a tale."
Regards
Paul
The transplant didn't go well
Percy the cat
"I'm a Burmese, not a Brazilian!"
Regards
Paul
When you go A over T you don't know what is going to get displaced.
This one didn't land on his feet.
Giving those pills to other types of animals can have unpredictable results.
Early onset of rigormortis just reinforces the fact that 'the only good type of cat is a dead one'.
If that Mohel comes anywhere near me I'll take his eyes out, so help me God!
"What?! Have you never heard of a tall tale?"
Regards
Paul
Hey Honey, where's my Viagra?
Having Tiddles washed at the chinese laundry is much cheaper than the pet parlour but they keep using too much starch.
I like the Tall Tail & the Viagra ones.
I'd have said "Who are you calling Pussy?"
Going to give it the Labr@ for the starch... you go Labr@.
Thank you mister Cliff.
Here's a pic but I will be incommunicado from tonight until Monday so I designate RUSTYNAIL as judge.
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Lost my giraffe suit
Caught redhanded smuggling Fine Cotton out of the stables
Nobody will ever suspect he's a ring in
His name is PUFF, what do you expect?
"I know I'm showing a lot of leg, but it's so my colour."
Regards
Paul
"Stand behind me and say the bunting's upside down!"
Regards
Paul
"I am not a clothes horse! OK?"
After thirty years Shergar felt safe enough to walk around, providing he was heavilly disguised
Transvestite Horse going to mardi gras, Now I've seen it all......
stop horsing around
Does my hindquarters look big in this?
Ta,
there's timber in it.
King Solomon only wanted to cut a baby in half to share it between two women.
Getting ready for the woodcutters vasectomy
"Where do I put the wood?"
Regards
Paul
Fred threatened a starkers hunger strike if they took his woodpile
Oh lordy; ah see TWO snakes hidin' in that there woodpile!!!
With one last mighty push Cletus finally cleared his constipation; vowing never again to chew on his "wittlin' sticks"
The West Virgina Little Theatre auditions for 'Joan of Arc' had taken an odd turn.