the great pompom gutting

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In case you can't recognise the look, that is the face of a fearsome warrior. The proof is documented in the great pompom gutting. Astute observers will note that the strange red, blue and yellow woollen ball creature was only mortally wounded — but don't worry. I found the final remains of it when I woke was woken this morning. Er, Nan? If you're reading, we need a new pompom!

5 thoughts on “the great pompom gutting

  1. what a cute little Destroyer of Worlds(tm).

    That's the thing with cats, especially kittens — they're just so gosh darn adorable you'd never think, to look at 'em, that they're channeling Nyarlahotep, the Creeping Chaos.

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