My name is Ferdinand, or Ferdinand the fantastic feline, or Ferdinand that flipping cat, depending on which side of the fence you sit. This side of the divide, I'm purrfection on paws – an accurate description. That side, I'm *#*@*"!
I sit on many fences and have many stories to tell...!
No I wasn't sucking his backing rind. I have no intention of going any where near that pig skin; he's had it for months, it's a health hazard! He assumes that the bacon rind is a desirable object = every being wants to suck it. He is bonkers, delusional. And that is why he doesn't like pink!
You probably didn't know, but we've been reading this paper for about a year. We finally thot "why aren't we commenting?" Silly us. When will Ferdinand finish his life story?
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Well, it appears that Ferdi has been checking his blog, er, newspaper. Were you sucking his bacon rind? I must have missed that.
Hello Zippy, sadie and Speedy
No I wasn't sucking his backing rind. I have no intention of going any where near that pig skin; he's had it for months, it's a health hazard! He assumes that the bacon rind is a desirable object = every being wants to suck it. He is bonkers, delusional. And that is why he doesn't like pink!
You probably didn't know, but we've been reading this paper for about a year. We finally thot "why aren't we commenting?" Silly us. When will Ferdinand finish his life story?
I am trying finish my life story- mind you I suppose when it's really finished I'll be dead.
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