I saw a 2yr old doing that yesterday with a chocolate muffin. All his mother could say was, "well at least he wont put chocolate finger prints on the wall". I'm so proud of my family. :)

You are trying to suffocate me? Is that your plan?

lol...no, if that were the plan I'd tell you to eat soup that way. :)

My cat can't drink water properly for some reason. Every time he tries it (which is regularly, what with being thirsty and all) he ends up sneezing and spilling it everywhere.

We has a cat that apparently couldn't see the water and had to whap it with his paw to make ripples, then he'd drink. When it got still again, he'd whap it again, etc. till he'd had enough.

Strange agents those cats

yep...that's what mine does. I have two others who manage perfectly well though.

I wonder if I should put some food colouring in the water.

The Cellar: we're not teh google; we're more like a truck.

The Cellar: Myspace, Schmyspace...we like it *here*!

The Cellar: Every Picture Tells a Story...a Tawdry, Unseemly Story

The Cellar: 10,000 Light Years from Home

The Cellar: Like a Moustache on the Mona Lisa

"Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil"

Black on, black on ever finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun

The Cellar: come for the bollards; stay for the bollocks.

The Cellar--harboring pisspots since 1990.

Teh Cllear--wehre sleplnig is fdnuenmatal

The Cellar--typing 75 flames per minute

I think we have you to thank (as well as UT's amazing brain) for the current tagline.

I know it's a cliche, but it really did make me snort my drink.

not on my keyboard, just enough to make a sick taste in my nose

Thankee, it was mine.

Ah, I overestimated Barefoot Serpent's influence, sorry.
But the amazing brain part still stands, bassplayervoice man.

No apology necessary, to be confused with the Serpent's brilliant wit is nothing but flattery.

The Cellar: Specializing in Sexual History

The Cellar: Historically Sexual

The Cellar: *Making* Sexual History!

The Cellar: Sexing up history - and everything else!

The Cellar: Your sexual history is a mystery...till you start posting here!

The Cellar: Smilie abuse strictly forbidden

The Cellar: Go Jesus yourself!

The Cellar: Somewhat beneath you

The Cellar: We, for one, welcome our new Blue Overlords.

The Cellar: Where Paul Ireland got his start

Very funny!

The Cellar: Where Jesus is just a post away

The Other Musical Fruit.

Wasn't that mine...a LONG time ago?:thumb2:

The Cellar: We know why it burns.

The Cellar: one toke? HAH, we're the whole goddamn reefer over the line.

The Cellar: don't you blaspheme in here! *Z snaps*

The Cellar: If you can defend your point of view we'll listen
The Cellar: Rape is a bad thing, but everything else is up for debate
The Cellar: Get off the fence and start posting

the cellar: go fuck yourself, sproglet.

:lol: KILLER!

The Cellar: Most of our British members aren't offensive...*most* of them.

The Cellar: If real life bores you, please, move along...nothing to see here.

The Cellar: Hundreds of great people, with just a pinch of trolls for seasoning.

The Cellar: We have moved. Please change your bookmarks to the following URL:
www.labratsass.com

;)

i clicked it.

Link doesn't work! Dammit!

The Cellar: Ass, Gas or Grass... well, really only the first one works here.

The Cellar: Post now or forever hold your piece.

The Cellar: Bonobos pull our fire alarms

The Cellar: The 19th Hole of the Golf Special Olympics

The Cellar: Digital Camera? Nudge, Nudge, Wink, Wink...Say No More!

The Cellar: Located Smack Dab Between Deadly Boring and Abject Terror

The Cellar: Where Proper Grammar Goes to Die

The Cellar: There'll be no more ahhhhhhhhh...but you might feel a little sick

The Cellar: Our hotdogs are worthless until you bring your buns in here

You rock my world, Green Man.
 

Thanks...I only steal from the best.

In honor of Labrat's recent postings, I humbly offer this tagline:

The Cellar: World Class Asses for the No-Class Masses

That's awesome Elspode

Dude, that tagline is up now.

It was one of those that wouldn't make sense if it got used in its point in the queue... it would be displayed 2 years from now and who knows what class asses we'll have then.

I am honored. Really.

The honor is all ours.:notworthy

I am just constantly amazed at what a stupifyingly cool community we have here. Lusty and perverted, yet open and friendly.

I think the watchword here is *safe*. UT, Bruce and Wolf keep us *safe* to express ourselves openly, and we respect one another enough, and enjoy the familial sense of The Cellar enough, to be bawdy, but not actually offensive. Unless it is for the sake of humor, in which case, no holds barred.

Remarkable, it is. Simply remarkable.

The Cellar: eyes get crossed; lines get dotted.

The Cellar: Bawdiness reminiscient of the Vaudevillian days of yore.

The Cellar: Serious conversations about twit and twat.

The Cellar: Where bawdiness meets ribaldry on a first-name basis.

The cellar: We give a rat's ass

The Cellar: running at a bawd rate of 24/7 TBS.

the cellar: slowly turning into "The Gutter"

The Cellar: bonmots served like bonbons to bonobos.

Subscription to Smithsonian?

Excellent!

The Cellar: We Eat Our Young, Old and Infirm. We're Equal Rights Cannibals, Here

The Cellar: 'Scuse Me While I Kiss The Sky

The Cellar: Where the Rabbit Hole Really Ends Up

The Cellar: *You're* Not Entitled To Your Opinion, But We Are

The Cellar: Currently in Need of a Midol

The Cellar: Like a Priest, Only Online, and Not Pedophilic

The Cellar: Its Alright, Your Boss Hangs Out Here, Too

The Cellar: We love the rat's ass

The Cellar: busterb'll open a can of whup-ass on you wrong-forum-postin' muthafuckas!

The Cellar: It's tight like that.

The Cellar: Just like a chocolate milkshake only crunchy

The Cellar: Treadmilling on thin ice