Jul 18 2007

The sure way of getting nothing from something.

Published by Fence under Pointless

Your Score: Ceiling Cat

44 % Affection, 33 % Excitability , 37 % Hunger

You are a master of stealth. They never see you coming. But you always see them coming. HEY-O!

Link: The Which Lolcat Are You? Test written by GumOtaku on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Memo to self: do the lotto this evening. I’m about due a win I reckon. Okay, so I rarely play, but I deservessess to win, honest I does. And if I do get the €8 million it’ll be great fun. Think of all the crap I could buy. Or I could buy a house and still have a couple of million left over to wave at peoples and say Nyah nyah, I am considerably richer than you. Unless of course I met Bill Gates, or that Abramovich dude. I would also purchase[1] a sexophone, purely so I could walk around saying, dude, look, it is a sexophone. I might also get a saxophone, so I could confuse[2] people, because they both sound so similar that on first hearing you probably wouldn’t know which one I was talking about. So I’d tell everyone “I’ve a sexophone” for weeks and weeks and weeks[3] And then one day I’d suddenly switch, and be “I also have a saxophone” and they’d be all “We know, you done tol’ us all bout your sexophone”[4] and I’d be “Idjit! I knows I said I has a sexophone, but I also has a saxophone. Don’t you know the difference.” What fun[5] that would be.


Title courtesy of Wilson Mizner
Linknotes:
  1. money can buy you anything, even stuff that doesn’t exist
  2. confusion and confuddlation are my middle names
  3. I coulda said months, but *shrug* whatevah
  4. why exactly theyd be talking like Cletus the slack jawed yokel I cant say
  5. for a certain value of fun
Tags: lolcat, lottoe, nothingness, sexophone

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