The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
Now there is a cat to be feared!
Hell yes! He's a bloody psycho!
Adorable little fluffy bun. I would just cuddle him up and rub his little nose against my face, so I would, and then carry him in and let him sleep under the covers with me with kitty treats spread about my person. What a cutey cute little tummy tickler he is. Give him a big kiss from me.
Andrew be my guest - if you fancy having your face shredded!
Andrew is Androffmaheid?Really?How did you work that one out Holmes, I mean Jams?
It was a two pipe problem and even then I had to call in the Baker Street irregulars for help...The disguises are most cunning but Doctor Scottiarty can be umasked
You don't think he might be the Bob of the Church of Bob? I does seem to be a bit supernatural.He does seem taken with your garden, Jams.
Rarely is expression "a cool cat" more fitting...
Haha I am not sure he is a subgenius Byran.. What I do know is that he has decided to extend his turf.. Ted has battle scars from the fights. Robyn is too old to fight. In previous years he would have faced Bobby down. Boris gets beaten by him and Bebe is a girl and much smaller than him.The AK47 automatic water gun does have its uses!I wish he were a cool cat Snoopy.. Sadly he is a mental case!
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