“Yeah, right. You cut us down, you ship us to your factories, you pulp us, print on us, fold us into little airplanes, wax us and drink coffee out of us, roll us into little balls to throw at each other in school, slap a strip of adhesive on a stack of us and use us to remind you to add paper clips to your shopping list … and you think you’ve tamed us.”
You know, I’m not surprised that something exploding with such force it breaks the camera has happened on a hydraulic press channel. I’m a little surprised at the fact it was post-it notes.
This is one of my favorite posts because that cat’s fucking name is fucking meatloaf
Let us just appreciate that this person’s dad didn’t know when they would be home and so he couldn’t plan for them to be able to join the family for dinner, but he knew with no doubts that dear sweet Meatloaf staying in that exact position for hours was an absolute in this scenario. Truly, that cat was named well.
one of my favorite posts on tumblr over the course of 5 fucking years.. clearly i need a life
Meatloaf is a reliable cat and did not steal the money for selfish reasons. A rare friend.
