Separate names with a comma.
Discussion in 'Epic Threads' started by teletimetx, Jun 24, 2014.
Fatkan gets his exercise just getting out of bed.
I guess with autumn coming we'll see less and less of Squirely-boy. He'll be pretty busy foraging for nuts and acorns stocking up for winter.
Kfan need not forage for food, since kind neighbors throw bread crusts on to their lawns.
MikeSS crawled out of the soddy, posted that gem and retreated to the inner sanctum of the root cellar.
Kritterfan lives below Super Mike’s root cellar.
I called animal control to help remove what I thought were raccoons in my attic. Turns out the only thing trapped was Stringy's hand when he tried to get the cat food bait.
Kritterfan worked for an animal control company for a short time. He actually excelled in this capacity because of his own animal instincts. The job ended when he was caught hanging out with a herd of sheep.
Yup, job ended when my investigation of flock abuse resulted in video and physical evidence implicating Stringy. An arrest followed and the case is now headed to court. His monogramed rhinestone covered rubber boots provided all the DNA the authorities needed.
Kfan tried to arrest him, but apparently Stringy is still on the lamb.
I can tell old TeleBrew is settling in nicely in his new NC digs. With the recent prevailing winds from the south I have notice the sweet aroma of his home brew cooking.
Kfan likes to brand his music as “Old School Contemporary with a Fresh Twist.”
Yeah…he has no idea what that means either.
When I first read the review of Rusty's "music" I thought it read "Branded by" the critics. But it actually said "Banned" by them from any outlet.
Many of you don't know, but Kfan once auditioned for the New York Symphony Orchestra. He was offered the position as First Tuba Cleaner.
How do you clean a tuba, you might ask? "With a tuba toothpaste!", says Kfan.
When things like that are said about Rusty it's more like "He's a tub of...."
Kfat is on a strict diet. Last night he restricted himself to just a tub of gravy.
When Rusty's at the dinner table his mashed potatoes have so much gravy on them he calls it Spud Mud.
KFan and I met for diner the other night at a very fancy restaurant in Camden.
When I caught him scratching behind his ear with his salad fork. I got laughing so hard I almost dropped my handful of mashed potatoes.
Spuds was the biggest thing that ever hit Camden. They told me he was at least 300 lbs. heavier than the closest contender.
When Kflam needs to go to a doctors appointment, Mrs. Kflam must summon the fire department. They are equipped to handle such heavy loads.
No one is completely equipped to handle the loads Stringy drops here.