To Infinity Upside Down At Our Town!

Or would that be 90 degrees? I'll have to ask the fleas. I have some saved to send to your knees. I can even ship them over seas. I haven't made that threat in a while. It is good that it never goes out of style. What is the cat going on about that for? I guess memory lane has come ashore.

Can memories have a lane?

Did I cause your brain pain?

You should be used to it.

Every day I tend to do that shit.

I may even swear.

Whoopsy, at my lair.

Not really though.

I just wanted to give whoopsy a go.

Different than Whoopdi Friggin Doo.

That stars all of you.

Different than pound sand as well.

That just wouldn't be swell.

Differences abound.

They can be found.

They were and are.

Like drunks at a bar.

Hmm, bad one there.

They are dumb to spare.

Did we say that?

Such a bad cat.

What about the title?

Don't like it when idle?

Was that a bad rhyme?

Bah, beats becoming a mime.

I guess I'm whelmed.

Yeah. Yeah. The title that's helmed.

Don't rush me.

I'm in memory lane, you see.

Can you see it?

Who makes up this shit?

I swore twice in one go.

Damn, is that a no no?

I guess I should stick with wanker.

Unless one is a planker.

Do they even do that any more?

Probably moved on to another dumb thing at their shore.

I'm taking a pee while typing this.

I really am, and didn't miss.

First time I said that at our sea.

See? I can still surprise after 8 years of rhyming to thee.

Did you see where my memory lane ended? No need for anything to be amended. The cat has hit 8 years at his spot. 8 years since I started this rhyming plot. Two to go for a perfect ten. I think I'll make it at our den. Unless we go boom or just croak. But then I am probably already on typing 9 years before this was spoke. Should that be a spoken pass? Bah, don't mind my 8 years of blogging little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.