Where Is The Pussy Guys?

By | December 3, 2010

Where Is The PussyToday we popped out to stock up as supplies were starting to run a little low. We got some bacon for some comforting sarnis. Sadly it smelled like rubber while it was cooking and tasted of nothing when we ate it – which was at least better than tasting of rubber.

What’s more the cat didn’t come begging for titbits. Even he knew it was crap.

Wish we’d risked driving further to our usual supermarket now. 🙁