tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post6966027166621021364..comments2023-06-16T05:03:22.440-05:00Comments on The Libe ob Don Estorbo de la Bodega Dominicana: RAT!Estorbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00201922483706230927noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-62036871533555020372007-10-10T08:22:00.000-05:002007-10-10T08:22:00.000-05:00Yeah mon. I'm owned by three cats from Canada. Wha...Yeah mon. I'm owned by three cats from Canada. What kind of lairders are you lookin for? I'll pass on the message (There's The Fat, The Smart and The Grumpy, two of'em are black, your pick...)Brigittehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15894485508423358049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-83377439567164918372007-10-05T19:43:00.000-05:002007-10-05T19:43:00.000-05:00BrigitteHola. You mos' be a Wooman. French. Keesse...Brigitte<BR/><BR/>Hola. You mos' be a Wooman. French. Keesseen'. A CAD?????<BR/><BR/>Are you OK?<BR/><BR/>I mean, really....thad ees seeck, man!<BR/><BR/>I only Frenchkeess weeth Poossies. (Felines - mos' I spell ead oud???). <BR/><BR/>Ged your mine' oud ob the gorter...<BR/><BR/>Hey...do you nard hab some cads who coul' send me some lairders frarm Canada???Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-79061953013709117622007-10-05T14:12:00.000-05:002007-10-05T14:12:00.000-05:00Ha! I bet your missus will think twice before Fren...Ha! I bet your missus will think twice before French kissing you again (err, there's a bit of tail caught between your teeth...)Brigittehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15894485508423358049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-61794992696967168492007-10-04T08:18:00.000-05:002007-10-04T08:18:00.000-05:00Lennie and SollieWhad ees condom? An' use' ees che...Lennie and Sollie<BR/><BR/>Whad ees condom? An' use' ees cheeaper than new?<BR/><BR/>Si. I yam oud ob decontamination chamber. I smell como Pinesol.<BR/><BR/>I yam peesed arff, man.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-39791530696873614572007-10-04T07:39:00.000-05:002007-10-04T07:39:00.000-05:00Estorbo, I just don't get it. Your missis should ...Estorbo, I just don't get it. Your missis should have been honored that you brought her such a gift! Could you teach Max to be a better hunter?M. Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08951412490685674141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-79707988039945668382007-10-04T06:12:00.000-05:002007-10-04T06:12:00.000-05:00Well done Hermano. Well caught. And WHAT a gift f...Well done Hermano. Well caught. And WHAT a gift for your Missis. But what is with our loved ones for whom we have stalked and pounced and caught these gifts? Its the same here - we bring birds, rats, mice, used condoms (only once), and Her-Indoors goes BALLISTIC MENTAL APESHIT and like you we are banned with our present. However if we bring Indian Restaurant menus, cigarette boxes or a feather she laughs and tickles us ... Durrrhhh???<BR/><BR/>In confusion. xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471970577300444587.post-50380769259488703072007-10-03T23:40:00.000-05:002007-10-03T23:40:00.000-05:00Estorbo, you mean hunter, you're only encouraging ...Estorbo, you mean hunter, you're only encouraging your Missus to say "Rats!" even more often... But trust me, glue traps are the way to go. Unless you plan on eating the thing...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com