The Mock Dock

…is REALLY asleep.

Looking at this makes me immediately think of the saying, “Cat got your tongue?” even though this is like the exact opposite of that saying.

Here’s a handy visual on how to tell if your shorts are several thousand sizes too small, sent courtesy of an alert and astute mockdocker:

I love that she has the side button fastened, as if that somehow that helps anything.

…is completely awesome.

LOVE.

Mockdog became an official member of the Mock family last night.

Adoption paperwork was signed, payment was made, and many thanks to the ICAN coordinator were given.

She is ours.

Which is good, because she’s made herself reeeeeeeeally at home.

That’s how she falls asleep (and stays asleep) for about an hour each evening in our family room before we all turn in for the night. That is her preferred sleeping position.

We love her.

Today, Bunny and I were instant messaging, and talking about ideal jobs. And she said, “I think I’d like to be a butler.”

And I said, “A butler?”

And she said, “Yeah. I could buttle the SH*T out of some stuff.”

This is why I love Bunny.

Making your brain totally HURT.

This makes me laugh SO MUCH, even though I know that finding it funny makes me incredibly immature. But you guys, Buckeye Bob sent it to me, and I think he’s older than me. So he’s even MORE immature. Right?

What does it say about me that I actually take pride in the fact that relative to my Actual Age, I’m less immature than Buckeye Bob?

You know what’s awesome? The Mock Dock is set up so that I can say “cock” as much as I want in my post, but anytime YOU say “cock” in the comments, it gets bleeped.

Again. More proof that I’m four.

Why is there a market for these?