The brown one is mine
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August 4, 2011 at 2:40 pm
What’s a woodpacker? Is he the companion of a fudge-packer?
August 4, 2011 at 2:49 pm
I think Towel Mike packs wood. Under the towel, that is. Not in the sense you’re suggesting.
August 4, 2011 at 2:59 pm
This shit writes itself.
Pun may or may not be intended.
August 4, 2011 at 4:10 pm
Whatever it is, it will give you a headache “with it’s hamer-like chattering.” I’ve gotten a headache just reading this shitty (no pun intended) copy.
August 4, 2011 at 5:12 pm
How much wood would a woodpacker pack if a woodpacker could pack wood?
Hamer.
August 4, 2011 at 2:43 pm
I have a bunch of these in my cat box! I had no idea they could be used multi-purpose!
August 4, 2011 at 3:17 pm
Clearly your cat makes these in its artistic ability.
August 4, 2011 at 3:28 pm
With the help of
fairies ferries faries fearies faeries farererere fuckitwoodland spirits, perhaps?August 5, 2011 at 1:09 pm
Pity, but I’ll bet the size of the smell is pretty much consistent. Unless you feed them tuna.
August 4, 2011 at 3:50 pm
but can you change the size of the smell? (couldnt resist)
August 5, 2011 at 1:10 pm
*See above. Replied in the wrong area. I don’t REMEMBER being inebriated, but…
August 4, 2011 at 2:44 pm
“Uh, never mind. I just decided I’m the designated driver.”
August 4, 2011 at 2:51 pm
The glass with the little brown lump is mine! Well I’m so glad I have that little brown lump marker, because otherwise I’d never have known.
August 4, 2011 at 2:57 pm
These work fine for identifying which glass is yours, as long as you and the other imbibers are skilled at identifying the scat of various woodland creatures.
August 7, 2011 at 3:44 am
I’m gonna go back in time with these, and do my middle school Girl Scouts party right!
August 4, 2011 at 2:53 pm
I’m a gonna order me a couple sets of these. Next party, all the drinks is mine!
August 4, 2011 at 2:53 pm
Honey! Looks like the gerbil got loose and shit all over the wine glasses, again.
August 4, 2011 at 3:00 pm
Hey, after a few bottles, it turns into a party game! Name that scat! Fun for the whole party! =p
August 4, 2011 at 3:01 pm
What an exciting party that would be.
“No Judy, that is my drink. I have the one that looks like I had corn yesterday. Yours looks like you had peanuts.”
August 5, 2011 at 1:23 am
This comment cracks me up! Thanks GeoSpice, now I want to get them just so someone can actually say that!
August 4, 2011 at 3:11 pm
such shitty wine, with a bouquet of fecal aroma!
August 4, 2011 at 3:25 pm
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August 4, 2011 at 5:00 pm
I cried.
(from laughter)
August 4, 2011 at 6:44 pm
At first glance I thought that cat was showing me its O-face.
August 4, 2011 at 9:30 pm
That cat is super hot!!! And how the hell did he/she kill such a huge & brawny bird?
I bow to your perfection, anonymous cat.
August 4, 2011 at 9:30 pm
Woodpacker Cat, I mean
August 4, 2011 at 3:45 pm
ah poop, they have been removed. Possibly taken out for a cleaning.
August 4, 2011 at 4:01 pm
For when you and your friends want to get shit-faced.
August 4, 2011 at 4:18 pm
The banner at the top of this page is advising me I need more wine time with the girls.
Somehow I don’t think that’s going to happen
August 4, 2011 at 4:23 pm
What an interesting bouquet this wine has….
August 4, 2011 at 5:01 pm
One of them almost looks like a bear. But none of them are supposed to look like a bear, and I don’t know how to handle this discontinuity.
I think…I’ll have to go drink something. But not wine, kthnx.
August 4, 2011 at 5:05 pm
Who drinks wine from a glass anymore?? That’s so mainstream..
I’m going seed-huffing. You probably never heard of it. The vines grows in your lungs, ferments in your stomach, ages in your colon, and *viola* you piss wine. Dixie cup in hand, home-grown. I even brought the bun to plug my bung hole.
I’m my own vineyard.
August 4, 2011 at 5:56 pm
What a fun party, sitting around sipping wine and having a little scat chat.
August 5, 2011 at 1:16 pm
Years ago we came up with the “Three -ation” rule for all parties which states that all conversations eventually turn to fornication, defecation, or regurgitation. This’ll catapult you right into #2 from the get-go.
August 4, 2011 at 6:01 pm
No proof about bears, but apparently a number of woodland animals do shit in the woods.
August 4, 2011 at 6:34 pm
Or, actually, I feel like the Only Sane Person, and want to punch your face.
August 4, 2011 at 6:52 pm
am i the only one who feels the sloth is a little out of place with the other woodland creatures listed?
August 4, 2011 at 7:54 pm
Anyone else reminded of the C4 animals from Caddyshack?
August 4, 2011 at 9:02 pm
How convenient! Now everybody will know which drink to slip the acid in!
August 4, 2011 at 9:33 pm
OK, the toque and the corkscrew we were just being children but this thing (and the “Mayan iguana”) I honestly could never have guessed what it was supposed to be other than scat.
August 4, 2011 at 10:15 pm
You: oh is this my glass? Oh wait..
Other person: No mine was the one with the long cat turd… yours had the rabbit pellet.
You: oh right. Well who had the cow patty?
Other person: That was Bob.
You: Oh right, right.