I Made You a Cookie …But I Eated it Around the office, we are calling this shirt “DE COOTEST SHIRRRRT EVAAAA!!1!!” but you can call it the shirt that you said BRING BACK! way to vote. This shirt is so cute, we had to run into Dr. Tiny Cat’s office just to get checked for read the rest…

He’s the fastest browser around, taking care of business and tabbing like nothing you’ve ever seen. As you’re having him surf the interweb at ridonkulous speeds, suddenly a pop-up comes up, and BAM! another one comes up, and BAM! another and another, then suddenly a hundred windows BAM the screen and there’s no way to read the rest…

Alright Burger Clan, here’s the plan: we’re gonna run into this cave and do the best we can. Goggie, I’m gonna need that purr booster. Pronto. Bunny, use your multiplier ability to fortify +2. Ferret, that will give you +5 lol, so we’ll need furballs right when we get in the doors. That should stun read the rest…

OMG! Is that–? In the booth over there–? No! Don’t look. He’ll see us. Well, okay. You can look. Just be cool, please. I don’t want to him to think we’re gawking. Sooooo? I was right, wasn’t I? It is him. I knew it was him! *sigh* The World’s Most Interesting Cat! I can’t believe read the rest…

Dimensions of Rage There’s a phenomenal face for everything, a face that can mean a thousand words, and what better way to express that than rage face? “What, Mom? You’re telling me to clean my room?” “Oh snap, peas for dinner?” “Yup. With liver and onions!” If one rage face says a thousand words, why read the rest…

Is there anything more synonymous with summer than the jingle of an ice cream truck? It triggers a Pavlovian response, leaving you running out the front door while digging through your pockets for money, mouth watering for all those delicious frozen treats. Mmmmmm… Ice cream sandwiches, rocket pops, otter pops, fudgesicles, creamsicles, King Cones, and read the rest…

All ready to enjoy the summer?! Got your new trunks all scrunched up to your belly button, your snorkel on the table and the sunscreen in the bag? And then you shove open the front door — it’s raining and 40 degrees. Now you’re stuck at home, bored, because you left your Xbox at your read the rest…

It’s hard to be a meme these days. So much competition. Just think about the challenge of trying to hit a front page somewhere or, worse yet, trying to get on a shirt. Especially with all those lolcats hanging around. Look at this shirt line up: Cat shirt, cat shirt, cat shirt, bunny shirt. Cat read the rest…

Excerpt from the Book of Practical Cheezburgering by Professor Wigglesworth, PhD. … The most obvious method of obtaining cheezburgers is, of course, to ask your hoomin for them. One would think this a fool-proof method. However, hoomins are notoriously stubborn and occasionally stoopid creatures so you may have no recourse except to take the responsibility read the rest…

OH NOES!!! Did you hear? Poor, poor LOLrus has lost his beloved bukkit. AGAIN! He has the sadz — he had just gotten it back after the previous incident. I’m not one to spread rumors but I heard there might be foul play involved. Seems as though something about the circumstances of the bukkit’s disappearance read the rest…