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From February 24:
Imagine me and you, I do,
I think about your travel tank, and why it’s white,
And where I’m s’posed to take a bath, if you’re inside,
From February 26:
New pickup lines:
“Does this rag smell funny to you?”
“How do you spell chloroform?”
“I’m just dying to test out my new perfume–Foggy Night Before”
“Smell my finger. Does it smell funny to you?”
“Let me introduce myself, Roe H. Ipnoll.”
Sparky is a maroon.
From February 28:
Duck the breaded dragon lives in his cage.
We’ve come to blows when feeding him since seven months of age.
Little Sparky Sparkerson
Loved that breaded Duck,
And when he had to sell him off
Poor Sparky said, “Oh ….”
|Innana on YSaC, Vol. 1674: Now I wanna find your dog|
The ad says "moving"; and I guess this chow really did!
|Demon Duck of Doom on YSaC, Vol. 1674: Now I wanna find your dog|
Unless you're Soviet Yoda, then eat YOU, shoots and leaves do.
|Ralph on YSaC, Vol. 1674: Now I wanna find your dog|
|Otter on YSaC, Vol. 1674: Now I wanna find your dog|
Windy, don't insult parrots! You meant smarter than Sparkies, right?
|limelolly on YSaC, Vol. 1674: Now I wanna find your dog|
Chow Mix....is that anything like Meow Mix? If so, I must decline as I have already eaten. Year old ...
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