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The Bible. In Lolcat.
Blatantly linkwhored from Stevyn Colgan.
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11 comments:
The difference being, Lord Colgan actually bothers to explain what lolcat is. You unspeakable buffoooooon.
Such a shame that people have no way of finding their way from this site to his elegant explanation.
If only there was some kind of, I don't know, what if we called it a hyperlink within the body of the post itself, which would enable people to read Stevyn's explanation without repeating it here.
Oh, hold on, wait, there is.
I put it to you, sir, that you do not understand how the internet works, and should therefore remove yourself from the gene pool with all possible haste.
Cool. All your race are belong to Ceiling Cat. It all makes sense now.
Omigod I ADORE Lolcatz, excellent. I'm hoping for War and Peace next.
I put it to YOUUUU, sir, that...
Oh. No, wait. Can't be arsed. Good day to you.
Very funny... and unfortunately, most likely form of rocrastination for the forseeable future....
FIGHT!
Though I don't fancy Mr Arnopp's chances. After all, Piers is pretty terrifying.
Sorry, I meant to say... slightly terrifying... as per his profile.
Stop! Stop it both of you! I'm just not worth fighting over! Well, I am actually ... but I'd just prefer it if you were both slightly more wanton and bosomy (although I do accept that this could also describe Mr Arnopp).
The lolcatz hyperlink is I can haz nu langwij? naw fanks ... if I've typed it correctly.
Don't worry, Mr Colgan - me and Piers sorted it out on Clapham Common today, by having a tug-o'-war with your face in the middle of the rope. Piers announced the result to me when I regained consciousness, but he said it in lolcat, so I have no idea who won.
Wait a minute... "Bosomy"?! You terrible fuck-knuckle, sir.
Terrible fuck-knuckle? Is that the best you can do?!?!
Actually, that's pretty good.
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