Showing posts with label Our blurp is outta control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Our blurp is outta control. Show all posts

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Swashbuckling Weekend

Kimo: Is that . . . Kiera? Dressed up like a Pirate? Doesn't she know "Meow Like A Pirate Day" is over!

Cap'n Kiera McFarty: ARrrrr! Whut are ye scurvy furrballs up to, eh? I'm gittin' ready to sail on da fine paddleboat, . . . er, . . . SHIP, Da Tahoe Queen. But furst, which one of ya chummin' dingleberry butts is gonna bring me more grog?! I've gotta shivver me pantaloons ta git ready fer a voyage to da great lake, . . . er, . . . seas of Tahoe, then to da shores of Zephyr Cover!



Tahoe Queen

Zephyr Cover, NV


Sabi: Did she just call us scurvy furrballs and chummin' dingleberry butts? And did she say she wuz goin' somewheres?


Kimo: That means da catsitter is coming! Ugggg!

Kimo: ((snif, snif)) I know one thing fer sure . . . some blurp's poop deck needs warshing!

Scroll below fer OUR "Meow Like A Pirate Day" post.