OH MY GOD! I Need To Throw Up My Cod!

So the cat has not written a new post in almost a month at his sea. I bet it was not guessed by thee. Being 90 ahead, now 68, is grand. For Pat has to rest his arm/hand. But ideas are still written down, up to another 100 ready for my town. Anyway with that out of the way, there is no friggin way I could not put this on display. The cat is still shaking his head. Warning the next few images may cause you dread.

So there is a stalker,
Who is also a gawker.
He can also draw,
Unlike me and my paw.

Pat opened his mail the other day,
And holy shit is what he had to say.
For there was a pic,
That was rather slick.

After he was through laughing a bit,
That is when the cat started to spit.
The last one is just oh so wrong.
Pat never ever should have said anything about the zebra thong!

So without further adieu,
Here is an unvieling for you.
I know, I come out of resting for this?
But that bod could give some bliss.

Now where does the cat even begin?
This is just too easy to win.
From the man boobs to the hairy pits,
These will surely get some coffee spits.

Want to play with the zebra though?
hahaha Pat should think twice what he wants to show.
Bah what the hell,
Maybe I should use it on a new banner to scare to scaries away from my cell.

I hope you enjoyed the show. Sorry if coffee got spit to and fro. But Pat just had to share, as he stood there either oh so tacky or bare. The cat could not resist. Well worth typing out with my left wrist. Now I have to go throw up some more bass as I pass some gas from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.