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Action Comics #709
Writer: David Michelinie
Pencils: Butch Guice
Inks: Denis Rodier
Guy Gardner's powers have gone out if control, so it is up to Superman to stop him.
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Writer: David Michelinie
Pencils: Butch Guice
Inks: Denis Rodier
Guy Gardner's powers have gone out if control, so it is up to Superman to stop him.
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Relationships come and go, but the love shared between a cat and their pet parent is furever.
It's always the "nice guys" who end up having one of the biggest red flags to animal lovers: They don't care for animals. Pet parents know that we'd do anything for our babies, regardless of how difficult it may seem, because they are our children—a part of the family. Their purrs radiate through our bodies whenever they sploot on our chests, they nudge our legs when they want our affection, but most of all, they choose to like us.
Pet parents can also choose to like whoever they please when it comes to hoomans. The woman in this next story is dumped by her boyfriend after she wouldn't stop gushing about the newest kitty she was planning on adopting. Speaking for every pet parent reading this: Good riddance. Any man, or partner in general, who puts you down over the wholesome animal love you possess, needs to be out the door, period.
The woman then adopted the kitten the next day, and she couldn't be happier. Who needs romance when you have the best platonic bond in the world with a cat? Scroll below to read the whole story and browse some pawdorable pics of the kitten himself.
Meatball by vibe, Mr. Snickerdoodle by birth certificate, he rotates between snack stop and medicine stop like a tiny diplomat with two passports.
One day you're minding your own business, the next you're harboring a whiskered fugitive with unpaid rent, a tuna habit, and a bathroom squatters' rights claim.
When it comes to heavy machinery, cats are the unexpected overachievers of the construction world. Forget safety manuals. They're forklift certified, crane licensed, and bulldozer approved, with a minor in paw-lifting operations. Every lever, button, and joystick is an opportunity to demonstrate impeccable feline finesse… or just see what makes the most noise.
One minute they're perched majestically on a backhoe, tail flicking like a metronome, the next they're batting controls with curiosity-driven precision… or chaos. Excavator claws? Perfect for digging. Crane hooks? Ideal for dangling toys and morale boosts. Supervisors may frown, but productivity is clearly measured in purrs per hour, and cats excel in that metric.
By the end of the day, the humans are exhausted, paperwork is scattered, and coffee mugs teeter on the edge of danger, but the cats have logged their hours, earned imaginary safety badges, and perfected the art of controlled mayhem. Sure, a little cleanup is required, but watching cats operate heavy machinery is a spectacle of utter awe, amusement, and feline superiority. No hooman could ever compete with this level of paws-on expertise.
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Do you know what the thing that set us over the edge this week was, feline fam? It wasn't stubbing our toe yesterday on the corner of our office desk, it wasn't the glass we broke while trying to put ice inside of it, it was that we went downstairs to get a fresh package of litter for our cats, only to realize that there wasn't any actually there. Another errand to run, another trip to the pet store, all on top of our normal work to do. It's so silly that something so small can break you, right?
So, we're identifying as a grumpy cat today. We're not going to smile at you on the street; we're going to fill our headphones with metal music and be our grumpy selves until the weekend. Why? Because we can. If cats can get away with it, we think we should be able to as well. And you had better be happy we're just looking like a grumpy cat and not acting like one…. because most grumpy cats smack people when they are annoyed. We haven't gotten there yet, but if you keep asking us questions, we just might get there.
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"Looks like the storm ought to blow over quickly."
"That's good."
Shu is about to just go back up to the office to wait, but then Yuma plops down on the top step, which is still shielded from the rain by the overhang above. He glances upwards towards Shu with a friendly smile that pierces right through his dreary mood.
"You can wait with me if you want, Mr. Ishido."
It's that time again, so I hope you pet parents have your sunblock and sun-brellas ready! Today's forecast has a 100% chance of sunshine, all day! Thanks to the funniest cat posts on the World Wild Web, the UV index is at an all-time high until further notice.
All day, every day, you click on our website to check out the most hissterical feline funnies accessible through the internet. Though we've been around for quite a while, we are always happy to see new pet parents finding our heartwarming content. In the same way our beloved purring machines do, we want to bring a silly smile to yourself by way of pawesome memes that you never knew existed.
My baby tuxedo, Cooper, is curled up in a perfect black and white ball as I write this. He wheezes when he's in a deep sleep, so sometimes I give him a little nudge to tell him to quiet down! Hey, I'm working to keep Churus on the table for him—it's the least he can do. Enough about me. What about you, pet parents? Now's the time to get your shades on, the ray of sunshine is imminent!
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Which are you?
Writer: Steve Englehart
Pencils: Joe Staton
Inks: Bruce Patterson
The Guardians of the Universe send Guy on a mission to recruit super-villains in the fight against the Anti-Monitor. What could possibly go wrong?
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Neanderthals were prone to depression, he said.
He said they were prone to addiction, too, and especially smoking. [first line]
That opening hooked me, though it's not exactly indicative of the novel as a whole... Sadie Smith (not her real name) is thirty-four, a heavy drinker, a former FBI operative now employed as a translator for Bruno Lacombe, an ageing revolutionary who lives in a cave and communicates with his disciple Pascal Balmy by email. ( Read more... )