2000-09-28
Dear Diary:

Today is the day I get to use the words "shaved pussy" in my diary. You can imagine how much this means to me.

The really cool diaries that have counters know the search strings that people use in web search engines like Google to find them. I've been feeling left out because I've read entries where someone like Anenigma or the sniffly Squibnocket get to giggle about porn surfers who've come to their diaries looking to satisfy a toe fetish or some other quirky sexual need.

And since my life is very quiet, well, I haven't really been able to use a turn of phrase that might get me those all important porn search hits.

(Not that I would know if they WERE coming or anything, since I don't have a counter, but by golly if the cool kids have porn hits then I want porn hits And I Want Them Now.)

Thank *insert name of deity of your choice here* for my daughter's cat, Drosselmeyer (known to his friends and family as Dross), who has brought the words shaved pussy into my life.

If THAT doesn't get me perverts coming out of my ears, then all I can say is What Kind Of World IS This, anyhow?

Drosselmeyer, you see, is hanging out with a shaved pussy. I kid you not. Someone on Jess' street has shaved their long-haired cat so all that is left is a little pom pom on the kitty's tail and a ruff around it's neck so it looks exactly like a lion. A picture is promised, but has not materialized. I will let you know if it comes.

I am told this rather odd looking kitty comes right up to Jess' front door and yells until Dross comes out to play.

If you have a creepier picture than this that you have taken yourself, by gum I want to see it, eh. In the meantime, here's a picture of half the dynamic duo, one I took of Dross which arrived in the mail a few days ago and easily qualifies as the Weirdest Picture I Will Ever Take.

Ewwwwww, eh? All I can think of is that it was a long exposure, the cat jerked its head, and as a result something incredibly yucky was imprinted on my film.

(Feel free to use the image on any Hallowe'en type web sites you may be constructing.)

So, let's see ... multiple repeats of the phrase "shaved pussy" so that the search engines will index me as a porn site ... incredibly weird cat picture ...

Yes, I would say that that's enough excitement for one day, wouldn't you?

--Marn

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