This here Pussycat page is two years old today. Can you believe I've been crapping on for two whole years? Surely I will run out of things to say soon. I'll be calling up The Mothership and asking, "So. Done anything funny lately?"
There was going to be a redesign and other birthday goodness, but these things never work out as planned. Oh well.
I am so disturbed by that freakytown featherless chicken. What's next? Are they going to breed a headless footless model? That'll save even more money! Or how about chooks emerging from the egg already encrusted in the eleven secret herbs and spices?
So, here is the very first Pussycat entry.