Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Panda accomplices fully liable



Attention people who have access to Pandas. YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT KIND OF POWER YOU POSSESS. You are like a child that stumbles upon one of the rings from lord of the rings, only instead of a ring it is a FUCKING PANDA. Keep all pandas away from toys and other human objects like cars, hats, and exercise machines. If not, you will be held fully responsible for the damage they inflict.

Oh yeah, and fuck you, Panda.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Mo Monkeys, Mo Problems



Those better be giant fingers, Monkeys. Or you're in real trouble. I'll let you go this time. But if I don't see some article somewhere about a giant 50-foot-tall man going around holding monkeys in his fingers, I'm coming for you, and guess what? HUGGING MY THUMB WILL ONLY GET YOU SO FAR.

Monkey Overkill



Monkey, I've got something to say, and it's about you biting that bar, and it's not going to be pretty.

You know, Monkey, if you had just sat there, like a normal monkey, you would have been cute enough. Hell, you could have even fallen on your back and put all of your arms and legs up in the air, and I would have been fine with it. But biting that bar? Fuck you. Just. Fuck. You.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Taking Kittens Down a Notch



In the name of ALL THAT IS HOLY put that foot down, Kitten! What are you trying to prove? You know what, Kitten? FUCK YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR. It might be your world now, Kitten. But you can't stay on top forever.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

The scourge of strange looking animals must end!



You know what, Giraffe? You think just because you kind of look like a horse, but have a giant neck and these two weird things between your ears that I have no idea what they are, that you can just get away with coming up to my second story window and eating my toast. But you are WRONG Giraffe. DEAD FUCKING WRONG.

Okay, maybe you can have my toast. But don't you FUCKING DARE touch my banana, Giraffe. You've been warned.

Monday, November 3, 2008

What is this otter trying to prove?



I'm on to you, otter. You can't speak, so why are you putting your fins up to your mouth as if you want to focus your screaming on someone far away? ANSWER THE QUESTION OTTER! There's only one explanation here. You want my heart to melt into a puddle of water. Well, it's not going to work, otter. So you can go to hell.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Over here, Rabbit!






On second thought, you better HOPE you don't look over this way, or you are in REAL FUCKING TROUBLE with your ears and your little bunny nose. You know what, rabbit? DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. Just get out of my sight, rabbit. You disgust me.