The first superthread attempt.

[shmoesmith]

thank god for sus domesticus. Without it I would not be eating a damn good dinner tonight.

[MTT]

thank god for sus domesticus. Without it I would not be eating a damn good dinner tonight.

Sus domesticus, the domestic pig

So what ya havin?

PORK RIBS?
PORK Roast?
PORK chops?

Good oll BACON!

[shmoesmith]

pork ribs. 1/2 rack slathered in bullseye guiness sauce, and the other 1/2 slathered with famous daves devils spit sauce. MMMMM

[backcountry1pr]

" I love... Lamp"

[The Dad]

There are currently two bowls on the floor of my kitchen each with a mouse under it. Cat's doing well, flushing 'em out. But she doesn't kill 'em... just plays them to death..

I had two cats for most of my childhood. Fifi was a persian mix (sans flat face), about exactly my age, sweetest cat ever -- basically, a dog -- with a horrendous drooling problem. When I was four or so, her mate, Oliver, died despite my internist father's best attempts to save him. So I got to choose the new cat. They let what seemed like dozens, but was probably just a single litter, loose in my living room, and I chose the orange tabby who hid from and snapped at everyone -- except me. I named him Meadowlark, after Meadowlark Lemon.

Meadowlark was a tough cat. In the neighborhood dogs moved out of his way sense. He took no shit from no one. Hell, few were allowed to pet him. Except me. By the time I was a teenager, he even slept on my bed, and mine alone.

We used to rent a cabin on Mount Desert Island for a month each summer. (My mom, a cell biologist, moved her research up to a lab there for the month.) By "cabin," I truly mean cabin -- no insulation, not even inner walls. So there were cracks where light and other things could come through.

One of those things was mice.

One day, Fifi found a mouse. Fifi was at least a dozen years old at this point, so the fact that Fifi could find him meant this wasn't the fittest mouse in the Darwinian sense, but she found it.

When she cornered it and touched it with a paw, it flopped over, playing dead. She tapped it a couple of times, figured it was dead, and did the feline equivalent of a shrug and walkaway. A minute later, the mouse was up again, trying to find its way out. And Fifi saw it again.

Lather, rinse, repeat. Amusement (amousement?) for the whole family.

About the fifth time the mouse has flopped over, Meadowlark saunters over. Fifi had just tapped him to confirm his death, and started to walk away.

So Meadowlark taps him lightly. No response. Then hard enough to make him slide 5 or 10 inches across the floor. Still no response.

Meadowlark raises his paw over his head and brings the fucking hammer down.

Then walks away.

I got to clean up the mess. He was, after all, my cat.

[Tippster]

Meadowlark sounds like my kind of cat. I lived with a Maine Coon named Jack that was exactly like that. Dogs would bark at him and he'd lick his paw, then slowly extend his claws and look at me over his shoulder as if asking "...is it on?"

Unfortunately I developed a whopping allergy to cats.

[lionelhutz]

My good friend from college- his family owned one of the oldest butcher shops in New York city. Talk about some real deal killer cats. The shop used to have these rat killing mini-tigers. They would look at you and instantly size you up. There was no petting these animals if you wanted to keep your blood inside your body.
- They were amazingly good at keeping all the rats away. Eventually the health dept. said that cats had to go. Costs hundreds a month now in pest control to keep away the vermin. The cats cost like nothing.

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[dn4989]

What the fuck is wrong with male figure skaters????

I mean is it normal for a man to wear feathers and sequins???

Am I wrong on this one?

[The Dad]

I'm not sure it's normal for anyone.

[dn4989]

just flippin channels, and saw our silver medalist Ben Agusto....

wow fancy dancer.....

[detroit]

just flippin channels, and saw our silver medalist Ben Agusto....

wow fancy dancer.....

Yeah, I saw the same thing. The Rangers were on and as gay as ever. But I haven't head of Agusto. What number does he wear?

[dn4989]

Dude he wears number 69

[dn4989]

I am soooooooooooooooooooo going to be #1000 on this thread!!!!!!!!

[sea2ski]

What the fuck is wrong with male figure skaters????

I mean is it normal for a man to wear feathers and sequins???

Am I wrong on this one?

Having worked with a guy who competed in Lillehammer as a male figure skater, his answer would have probably been something about the theatrical nature of the sport. However, since I remember noticing that he seemed to be checking out my ass one day at work when I was bending over at a near by filing cabinet think it might be a little more than just that.

[Mountainsurf]

Yeah, they have hot asses and then they put on gay outfits and ruin the whole thing.

[72Twenty]

This post brings us one closer to 1,000.

I am going fishing now.

[valleygirl]

I think there might be a race to see who gets the 1000th spot, hm?

My money's on Schmoe.

[dn4989]

no way biaaaaaaaach I'm 1000

[highflyingpilot]

if im at home when it happens...bam: it's mine

[smitchell333]

[The Dad]

If you rip a big one in your office when you're the only one in, have you actually farted?

[brice618]

Only if it makes your eyes water

[The Dad]

In that case, mission accomplished.

[tromano]

If you rip a big one in your office when you're the only one in, have you actually farted?

8PM on a sunday...