I was driving my cat to be declawed in my Ford Expedition (can you believe gas prices these days? $80 to fill the tank? Outrageous!). When I reached the Vet and gave her my cat I realized that I just cannot give her my customary 30% tip…I mean she is a big fat blimp! She’ll just spend it on fat food or something.
ANyway, my question - shouldn’t the declawing be paid for by UHC or something?
What a bunch of sissies we have here, wanting to have some fat blimp declaw their cat. Here’s what you need to do: Take the front tire off of the Ford, bolt the cat in it’s place, and then driv…, er, I mean have CannyDan drive around the block a few times. Problem solved, the cat will be declawed or something.
If you put the cat on a leash and have it run next to the Expedition it’ll get better gas mileage. Come to think of it, then leash the vet and have her run alongside on the way back.
In my day, we didn’t have the money to declaw cats. We had to eat napkin sandwiches or go hungry. This is why I don’t want to support any form of assistance to the lazy poor.
After my fat black pharmacist refused to fill my Oxycontin, my ADD made me run over my pedophile neighbor’s unleashed pit bulls as I tailgated an Aspie riding helmetless on a loud-pipe Harley in the slow lane on the way to a gay wedding reception for non-tipping picky eaters. I blame liberals.
That reminds of when I was driving my Hummer to get my puppy-mill dog fixed (and circumcised), and I almost ran over some fucking retard on some kind of faggoty little moped. I yelled “Geezus tittyfucking christ! That bike is gayer than cum on mustache! You get a free rectal examine with the purchase? Maybe a complimentary prostate-shine? FAG!”. He started yelling at me, but I couldn’t understand his messed-up talking - then I realized the queer wasn’t just a kinda-retard, but an actual full-on “Special Olympics” fell-out-of-Sarah-Palin’s-snatch retard. He jumped off his moped and lifted it over his head with his retard strength and chucked it at my hummer!
If we put the Ford on a treadmill that can go up to 0.999999…c (since we know nothing can actually reach the speed of light), behind one of three doors, and I reveal your cat behind one of the doors you didn’t pick, it doesn’t really matter if you open the first door you picked or not, because Bernoulli’s principle will make it fly anyway.