We adopted kittens. Little cute fat kittens with needle thin claws.
And my mind harkend back to my childhood lessons of Pavalov and his pooch . . .
and I thought . . .
and I plotted . . .
and I started to put kitten treats in the pockets of Abel's pants.
Abel and I wear the same jeans, inchangibly, because we're one of THOSE couples.
So I would walk around in Abel's jeans with kitten treats stuffed in the pockets. The kittens would go bonkers, mewwwing and grabbing at the protected female junk with their needle thin transluescent claws of maniliness damage.
And I waited.
Their is nothing so wonderful as watching your true love dance across the livingroom in confused pain with two kittens attached to their goodies.
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Date: 2005-03-18 04:40 pm (UTC)And my mind harkend back to my childhood lessons of Pavalov and his pooch . . .
and I thought . . .
and I plotted . . .
and I started to put kitten treats in the pockets of Abel's pants.
Abel and I wear the same jeans, inchangibly, because we're one of THOSE couples.
So I would walk around in Abel's jeans with kitten treats stuffed in the pockets. The kittens would go bonkers, mewwwing and grabbing at the protected female junk with their needle thin transluescent claws of maniliness damage.
And I waited.
Their is nothing so wonderful as watching your true love dance across the livingroom in confused pain with two kittens attached to their goodies.
Good times Hans. Good times.