Let's see how many replies we can get to this post!

[ErinAardvark]

Why are kittens so cute?

 

[Froggy Fool]

Because they are.

 

[Froggy Fool]

@ConsummateVs

Two lost souls, on the highway of life,
we ain't even got a sister or brother!
But ain't it just great, ain't it just grand,
we got each other!

 

[ConsummateVs]

(In a Fastidious Beaver voice) Actually, I do have a brother.

 

[LittleJerry92]

Why are kittens so cute?

Because they're not doggos.

 

[Froggy Fool]

O M G T H I S F O R U M I S S O D E A D.............

 

[Old Thunder]

O M G T H I S F O R U M I S S O D E A D.............

WITH A SENSE of irony, everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim but in the end you're in the same polution
In your world, escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know
In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you'll be the hero
Ecstacy, the cult of me, provides our institutions
You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function
You can join the saviors of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky
Like the sin of gluttony won't set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try!

YOU CAN GET ALL THE THINGS YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!

But where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill...
​

People die with oxygen and all their money can't afford a breath
People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death
Prostitutes and politicians lying in their beds together
You can be the savior of the poor making up the policies to open up the back door...

YOU CAN GET ALL THE THINGS YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!​

YOU CAN GET ALL THE THING YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!
EAT IT!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to...

Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill!​

​

 

[Froggy Fool]

WITH A SENSE of irony, everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim but in the end you're in the same polution
In your world, escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know
In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you'll be the hero
Ecstacy, the cult of me, provides our institutions
You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function
You can join the saviors of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky
Like the sin of gluttony won't set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try!

YOU CAN GET ALL THE THINGS YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!

But where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill...
​

People die with oxygen and all their money can't afford a breath
People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death
Prostitutes and politicians lying in their beds together
You can be the savior of the poor making up the policies to open up the back door...

YOU CAN GET ALL THE THINGS YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!
YOU CAN GET ALL THE THING YOU NEVER NEEDED!
YOU CAN SELL PEOPLE CRAP AND MAKE THEM EAT IT!
EAT IT!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to kill!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There's no Indians left to...

Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill!​

o

 

[LittleJerry92]

Slimy frogs doe.

 

[LittleJerry92]

O M G T H I S F O R U M I S S O D E A D.............

Yup.