Wet Cats are the New Black
With her new found youth Daisy has been especially hyper lately. Which is cute, certainly, but can also drive me stark raving mad.
For example, this morning she wanted so badly to play but I ignored her and climbed into the shower. Rather than her usual morning routine of sleeping on the bathroom floor she brought her stuffed animals into the bathroom, even pushing her Hello Kitty toy into the tub. So there, in my shower was a wet kitty. Go ahead and make your own naughty joke here… must I do all the work around here?
Completely annoyed I ignored the dripping wet toy and got out of the shower. In the process of putting on my robe I tripped over her elephant chew toy. That’s right, my dog crosses party lines. The thought made me laugh so hard that I got dressed, ignored the time and took her for a nice, leisurely walk, which resulted in being late for my morning class.
Thankfully the professor didn’t call me out on it. Otherwise I would have been forced to explain that I’m late for class due to a wet pussy, and there’s no possible way to say something like that without sounding like a sleaze.
Good thing you passed on that excuse as I tried it once…it didn’t go over well…
Since when do you care about sounding like a sleaze?
lol!!! you shuld have said it anyway
sleaze or no sleaze … a wet pussy is serious business man
Note to self - Remember that excuse next time I’m late for play practice.
Awwwww.
2 buck Chuck!
Although, I’m sure your professor would have loved for you to elaborate on that excuse…
LOL @ Kel
It’s kinda creepy that Daisy
throws her pussy in the shower with you.
Are you writing specifically for Trollpop’s own personal pleasure now?!
Can’t wait to see the field day he’ll have with this post!
Allow me to preface by agreeing heartily with Amy; Jangle Jr. has awoken from his slumber, and is currently beaming happily at me, strong and alert from the reading of this post :-D.
With that said, a similar event perchanced myself as well! (Odd, how alike our lives are. But, such is the nature of two kindred souls, with fates inextricably intertwined.) I awoke this morn and, as I do every Wednesday, headed to the shower for my weekly bathing ritual. As I entered the shower, I immediately slipped on an acorn, which a passing squirrel must have dropped! The acorn shattered into many pieces. Thus, when I arrived at work and told my boss that I had “bust a nut in the shower today.” His reaction was incredibly odd! I still cannot, for all the furrows on me wrinkly ol’ brow, imagine what shocked him so!
Alack, Jr. has grown angry, and is throbbing with rage. I must tend to this situation immediately!
Insert “Are You Being Served?” joke here.
Perfect: wet pussy on Hump Day
Between you and Janglestein, I totally peed my pants laughing.
Lol I totally came back to see what trollpop would write
Bad news. I was in Vegas recently and went to a Trader Joes. Two Buck Chuck is now Three Buck Chuck.
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