Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Up Yours, Anne Geddes

The latest from the Kitten Chronicles...

Spring yields a bumper crop of kittens, thriving beneath the benevolent sun. They turn their heads to absorb the warm rays. Just a few more days before they are ready to harvest.

Unfortunately, Mitchell the developmentally disabled farmhand didn't know the location of the kitten garden and haphazardly ran his thresher across them.

The sun laughed silently. Everyone hates kittens.

1 comment:

The Bird Man said...

The Title of this post completely rocks.