Suggested reading for your little ones:
“break it down”
Can’t touch this.
Stop! Humus time!
I wonder how many people are reading this as ‘hummus time’ and trying to decide which is their favorite flavor? You’ve got yer garlic or roasted red pepper… or eggplant…. OH! or just plain original flavor.
whoa… okay, you take your composting very seriously. humus, hummus, potato, poh-tatoe…. jeeeeeezzz louise.
And yes, it is a game and baby…. I’m on FIRE!!!!
Actually, I don’t understand why such vile is coming out of the kitty’s mouth.
How can hummus bring a kitty to such mutha’ fucking trash talk?
I think Fluffy there’s a bit upset over what’s happened to his homie, Tiger.
Is a hammer supplied to hurry along the process of returning this to its component atoms? Because that would be nice to have.
Stop, Hammer time.
I did a dirty on you above. Sorry.
You compostable bastard!
I know there is a pun in there, but i can’t see it at the moment.
Someone should come up with something without decay!
the purrfect amount of decaydence
ta-da x 2
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I didn’t make this, nor do I know how to fix it, but they spelled COLLABORATE wrong. It’s still funny and appropriate.
With a “bonus” berate!
They should be berated for not spell checking before posting.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; PP, we’ve all done it from time to time.
Ice is back with a brand new invention. The spell check, yo.
In 6th grade I was in an after school program where we lip-synced “Ice, Ice Baby…” and did inappropriate gyrations to make it even better…
Now i know almost every word to that song. Some may ask, where did my life go wrong? Probably right then!
You mean your life got TOO COLD?!
“anything less then the best is a felony.”
“If you’ve got a problem, yo! I’ll solve it, check out my hook while the DJ performs it.”
*All being read in the voice of Lady Grantham.
Lady Grantham rocks the mic like a vandal!
She sure does Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle, too.
that other great tot title: “Everybody Croaks!”
Is that by R.E.M?
Or Dr. Seuss’s The Cat in the Compost.
“Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur….
Happy kitty, sleepy kitty…. purrr, purrr”…. ERRRR?
*insert spinning record ceasing spinning sound here*
Let’s try this again,
“The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, the worms play pinochle on your snout.”
It looks like Schrodinger’s cat was dead after all.
Yep, still disgustingly complementary with my SVU habit.
and for the third time i have read your comments as “SUV”. Time for me to go to bed!
Finn: “This case stinks.”
Munch: [looks at Finn...shakes head...walks away]
I have just the spot for this kitty dish … right on top of my three-handled, moss-covered, family rotting skull of Uncle Ralph.
Or how about “Eloise Visits the Body Farm?” or “Harry Potter and the Undertakers’ Workroom?”
You know, I have been looking for that special centerpiece for my Thanksgiving buffet.
Put that on the table and I bet you could get by with a lot less food.
My Cat is fond of helping all the woodland animals in my neighborhood decompose.
My Warlord Master kitty, Peeve is not impressed by the artist’s rendering. He pees on this dish then leaves a vole torso in it just to let you know he’s pissed…. and peeved… and old.
Yours leaves the torso? Ours leaves the back half. I guess that half tastes like ass.
We have one who likes to leave the head. I like to imagine if cats had houses he’d have little mounted mouse heads in his, much like hunters with the deer,boar,etc. heads.
My cats also leave the head, and sometimes the stomach and liver. It’s kind of scary how accurate they are with their dissections.
The worst time was one early morning when I came out to the living room when it was still dark. I had socks on, and I stepped on something slightly crunchy. I hobbled to the light, looked at the bottom of my foot, and beheld the severed head of a mouse stuck to my sock as if it were bursting through my sole like an Alien. I had the willies for a week.
I wonder if thats where “i dont give a rats ass” comes from.
Considering the fact that I am an aspiring mycologist, this just makes me giddy! Children need to know the wonders of fungi and their mycelium that enable the decomposition of the cat.
It can be yours for today’s hurricane deal only, $270. I bet you could buy a lot of fungi with that.
Too bad that I’m spending all of that money on college…
Bummer! Like Winona Ryder says, “Reality Bites”.
-well that, and, “I’ll pay later!”
and they can do it in such an eco-friendly way too
I have a friend who is an archeologist specializing in animal remains. She buries carcasses in her compost pile to document how they break down in natural conditions.
You should get together and put on a show; bet it would be more popular than the circus!
Put that shit on little marionette strings and I am SOLD.
…no, sorry, even I’m going to have nightmares tonight now. HAPPY HALLOWEEN REGRETSY
I’m thinking this would be perfect to store my ashes in. Then add the other figurines on top and it will make a lovely display.
One of my cherished childhood memories is when the cat crawled under the house and died, and watching my Daddy haul it out on a shovel.
Oh, wait… I had nightmares for years.
In the past week we’ve had the visual equivalent to ‘Everybody Poops’ and now ‘Everybody Dies’. I hope I’m absent on ‘Everybody Loves Interspecies Erotica’ day.
Don’t forget ‘Everybody Takes Fuzzy Pics and Makes It to the Front Page’.
Jeez, and people told me I was a bad Mom because my daughter thought (until she was about 5)that the ice-cream man was selling liver and onions.
The look on her face when she peeked out the front curtains and was able to discern the advertizing photos of various ice cream treats, and her comment of, “Heyyyyy…wait a minute…” still makes me laugh. A fucking awesome evil cackling laugh. Hell, I’m laughing now.
Fuck. Good times. I’ve gotta get me one of these.
I had a classmate whose mother convinced her and her brother that vegetables were dessert. So she’d act excited and say “We’re having BROCCOLI tonight!” to the response of “Yaaaaaay!”
Then grandma came to visit from out of state. She told the kids that veggies were nasty and their mom was lying to them. I met her in her late 20s and she still had an aversion to veggies. I blame grandma.
To be honest, she seemed like she wished that it had never been ruined for her, but couldn’t get around the mental block.
Give her a little more time. I got over most of my aversion to veggies by the time I hit my forties. Still won’t eat lentils though.
Fun fact of the day: Maggots feeding sounds *exactly* like a bowl of Rice Krispies after you add milk (to the cereal, not the maggots).
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The maker of this product really seems to enjoy toying with taboos.
I’ve considered purchasing some pretty strange salt and pepper shaker sets for my collection but am not at all interested in this delightful set.
I …must have IT!!!
As a cat lover I should abhor this…BUT I DON’T, I LOVE IT!! Maybe it’s the mushrooms, the ones she’s selling, not…oh never mind…
My husband looked at this with what I thought was the appropriate mortified face for a few moments. And then he explained that the snails and the earthworms shouldn’t be there and the artist needs to do more research.
I Married A Biologist, Episode 53.
Snails and earthworms might be in the vicinity. Eyewitnesses, just passing by.
They’ll be “invertebrates of interest” in the investigation.
I love her crazy stuff. I have one of her “Fuck You” bird bowls and I eat my cereal out of it every morning. I’m weird, I guess but it makes me laugh. I figure if it makes me happy on a day when I have to get up and go to work, it’s a good thing to have around.
You’re right, she has some great stuff!
Potsdamelf is One of Us! She’s in the Regretsy book!
She’s a great seller. She included a free bird shot glass to go with my bowl. When I contacted her to let her know how much I loved my stuff, she responded and told me she loved her work and often laughed while she worked in her studio. Just a very nice person.
I just had Chinese food and NOW you tell me it’s not rice?
Finally! My worms and fungi have been getting out of hand. How did this seller know that I needed a place to keep them?
Any child who’s ever grown up in country learns early on that things die and decompose. I suppose we have to give the city kids a heads up as to why Muffin won’t play with her catnip mousie anymore.
The only problem I see with this is, who the fuck would spend $270 to buy a child something breakable? Other than that everthing seems copasetic!
…Aside from my spelling of *everything*. We can’t all be winners.
…And “copacetic”. Never mind.
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Not to be a buzz kill, but either spelling is acceptable…
I saw this post and all I could think of was this cartoon.
I teach elementary school so I kind of love this. They have to learn about decomposers, so that means I can scar them as much as I want, right?
This makes me think of a new game: Pin the shroom on the corpse.
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