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Oops, I mean, I'm a cat who likes to blog.
Smell my paws!!! French prostitutes? Only on Tuesdays!! Lets cuddle!!
MY RECENT POSTS
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February 27, 2015 12:52AM
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boiled in olive oil too!
February 26, 2015 12:13AM
- President Obama devours babies
cooked in olive oil!!
February 24, 2015 12:04AM
- Hi! Part two!
February 20, 2015 10:41PM
- I find love - and it is grand!
NEW EMAIL LOVE STORY!
February 16, 2015 01:50AM
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~hands him some glue~
~passes two dr…”
February 26, 2015 01:30AM
- “My goodness - my farts
DO smell like roses!!!
February 26, 2015 12:15AM
- “Bulldogs for the win!!
February 26, 2015 12:01AM
I was talking to a friend the other day at the coffee house that also doubles as a massage parlor.
"Tink, you know the reason your blog won't sell to Lifetime?" she says, drinking her latte.
"I'm not a woman?"
"Well that too!" she nodded "You don't get personal with… Read full post »
THE TINK PRESS AGENCY PRESENTS:
NEWS YOU CAN USE
if the FBI shows up at your door to ask about certain activities by a cat you MIGHT know
Date: February 3rd, 2011
Time: 2:22 PM
Place: The Back of the Line of some Hollywood Award Show.
Good news:… Read full post »
Yogurt, what is it?
Well according to Wikipedia, your friend and skanky ass ex-girlfriend all rolled into one:
"Yoghurt, yogurt or yogourt (Turkish: YoÄŸurt) is a dairy product produced by bacterial fermentation of milk. Fermentation of lactose produces lactic acid, which acts on milk prote… Read full post »
CAPTAIN BOGO, Tink's title in the world of Extreme Butt-boarding in Aspen, IN NEED OF A SHAVE, ON HIS FIRST EVER TRIP OUTSIDE HIS SKULL....(Note: Not really, that's just the way he looks when he goes outside, I believe the term is fear or possibly constipation??)
"Stardate 23093.23… Read full post »
I don't want to write about Egypt.
It has been done to death by better people than I!
I've written enough how to find your perfect wife-to-be through loveme.com that if I could find a publisher, I'd write a book.
There's too much sad stuff on the media, that if I… Read full post »
It has been almost a year since my career as an IT monkey ended and my career as an unemployed prick began.
Due to legal reasons, I cannot even utter the name of my previous employer in the privacy of my own home, such as “**COMPANY NAME REMOVED DUE TO… Read full post »
In a nutshell: PFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!
No, that pffffffffft isn't aimmed at the president himself but the entire system as a whole.
Speeches are nice.
We, the people, get to be made to feel like we're part of the whole picture when in fact, we aren't even a blip on the s… Read full post »
Every so often, I'm inspired to write something serious, and today is one of those days.
I read the post September 10th, 1942 by toritto (a highly recommended blogger any day of the week!) and a passage there caught my attention.
From the New York Times(September 1oth, 1942):
Miss Elai… Read full post »
The other night I was watching some television, the kind you watch at 3 in the morning.
Sex in the City.
Anyways, a commercial came on that made me go, "What?" and that commercial was for a product called 'American Blue Tip', a supposed replacement for smoking cigarettes.
At first I… Read full post »
You wake up one morning, afraid to live.
But too afraid to die.
It's crazy; this thing called life.
Life is a game, a stupid little game, where there are no rule books, as the rules are made up at random by some unseen force.
Nobody ever gets out alive in this petty… Read full post »
What does a Jarhead-wannabe do when he can't make it in the Marines?
He becomes a junior high gym teacher.
Mr. Dick(not his real name but close enough) was my junior high gym coach/teacher.
Every year, Mr. Dick would pick one student whom he would mold into what he believed the… Read full post »
The Big Poop into the Data Stream.
Ninety percent of my friends could be the same person with just different user names as they are all online.
I met my wife at a chat site.
I was a parrot.
She was a teddy bear.
1996 was… Read full post »
HAPPY BIRTHDAY M'LADY!!! CAN I HAVE SOME CAKE TOO?
January 19th, 1966, a baby was born.
The lovely, the talented, and the most understanding bear in all of teddy bear land!
I don't know where I would be if I had never met my wife.
Well, yeah,… Read full post »
10:46 pm --- begin blog. It's dark outside. I only watched about 35 seconds of the Golden Globes tonight.
But think, can't be THAT tough to write about.
10:50 pm --- Edited the premise behind this entry. Was going to blog about Miss America shown last night and the big… Read full post »
Yesterday, out of boredom mostly, which dictates about 99 percent of what I write, I posted a blog about Sarah Palin.
I laughed, I cried, and then in the comments, someone I have never met either online or real time called me a liberal.
I think they called me a liberal.… Read full post »
Many years ago, I had a dream.
A woman was elected to governor of the great state of Alaska, then she went onto the White House and did something, probably started a war with North Dakota, cause, she forgot it was a state and not a country.
But we forgave… Read full post »
I saw the newest kitchen challenge and thought, "Oh gawd, Ed I Tor has seen my cupboards and knows, just knows, I can do this challenge legit wise, or smart ass wise, or something wise!!! I could win this!!!"
Then I rolled on the floor laughing at the thought.
Grilled… Read full post »
Every day is a new day, or so says the prophet on the street corner, wearing a dirty white robe and a card board sign that reads, "Jesus Saves --- Microsoft Windows 3.1".
Today, I woke up, my wife growling and muttering something like, "I'll show you a 'Commie Bitch' you unemployed… Read full post »
It's hard to type, the keyboard moves, and the letter D do spin around.
I think about old loves, cyber or otherwise.
I send out emails, such as "I still think about you as my lover..."
And I send out emails with the same subject.
I want to send letters to… Read full post »
Today, I should have stayed offline, turned the TV on to like Death Metal 24/7 and played Carmageddon.
I think everyone who has thoughts of acting out on their murder.death thoughts should put the gun back in their daddy's closet, get on the computer and run over people there.
Or play… Read full post »
This post is dedicated to the replacement Ed I Tor while Emily, our fearless leader and full time Ed, was on vacation.
Most people would be declared insane just by accepting the position as this place, Open.Salon, is a mad house on its best days and a funeral home on… Read full post »
Today's blog entry was inspired by Catherine F's lovely piece called TINK NEEDS A HOBBY.
The wifey and I's first movie date as a couple(ala Real Time as we met online and had many 'dates' online but none so special as this! We got to kissy kissy real time as Leo threw out… Read full post »
STARDATE 10001.2: A NEW BEGINNING
I thought I would do something different, let you in to view my life as it really happens and not that shit I post in the hope I'll get laid by one of my groupies or enemies, whomever is the easiest. Teeheehee.
Today, I left my house and… Read full post »
I decided to expand on the whole, "Where do you write?" and add a little bit of why and how I shall become a terrorist for the United States of Fucking America's government.
Oops, I mean, a writer of shit.
Not a terrorist. That'd be wrong.
Oops I mean… Read full post »
The new year.
Two thousand and Eleven.
Two zero one one, the year before the world is suppose to end.
And another Good Spam Sunday is upon us.
A lot of folks think the spammers and Nigerians are the evil, a thing to beat up, kick in the jimmy, and then… Read full post »