I love how he has this look on his face like “What? What’s so funny?”
SHARKS CAN’T EAT SNOCONES.
BUT CATS CAN. BITCHESSS.
Sharks, take note: That cat has a rainbow tongue; your argument is invalid.
“You like sharks better? No…it’s OK…No I’m not crying. I just gots somefin’ in my eye.”
If the sharks win, so do the terrorists.
“Da shark…it got meh…avenge mai def!”
We’re 6,353 points ahead with less than a day left. I don’t want to get cocky, but I’m feeling pretty good.
This. I can’t even.
(You have no idea how obsessed I am with the autotune cat, much to the dismay of my fellow Urlbots at Urlesque HQ)
sign i’m sleep deprived: i did the silent shake laugh to the point of near-tears around the :55 mark.
bonus points for multiple maru appearances!!
Cats, FTW.
Upon entering the room containing the litter of similar looking black fuzzy things, he’s the one that distinguished himself by excitedly jumping sideways into a wall and falling on his back. I pointed, and said something like, “Give me the flailing retard.”
That’s my Squee!
