His Honour Snickers feels, given the circumstances, your sentence is as lenient as precedent allows. You may of course appeal to a higher court, but you may be disapproved of even more severely. The Supreme Court of Disapproval dislikes being trifled with, and may rule accordingly.
PS: Fleetie, you better hope the Beeping Protection Program works well for you, as His Honour Snickers has been known to carry a grudge.
We all know who would be the head judge of the Supreme Court of Disapproval - none other than the dreaded Cinnamon herself! Ready to dispense harsh sentences of disapproval no human could tolerate. I would just take the sentence you've been given by Snickers.
Ah yes, Ms. Snickers, the Diva Herself. Her reputation precedes her and she disapproves of much. Her vet knows her so well he and his staff make great preparations prior to each of her visits! Tracy her Mum goes quietly about her daily business so as not to displease this Princess, one minor mis-step and ......
I suppose it will be bagged salad tonight...and The Diva will have her organic tender greens...washed in cool water...served with her evian on the side!!!!!
Judge Snickers dons the ceremonial black ear-covers:
"You will be taken from here to a prison cell, and thence to a Place of Disapproval, where you will be disapproved of until you are dead. May Cinnamon have mercy on your soul."
LMAO Fleetie!! That is truly a classic DR contribution!! I can just hear a gasp of disbelief from the crowd, the banging gavel, and an anguished shriek from the hapless convicted hoomin.
"Good morning, The Bun, your honour. The Crown will plainly show the prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red-handed showing FEELINGS; Showing FEELINGS of an almost hoomin nature!"
. . .
"Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear, I sentence you to be DISAPPROVED OF BY YOUR PEERS! TEAR DOWN THE WALL!"
Any hoomin should quake at the prospect of appearing before Judges Snickers and Cinnamon.
As one of Mis Snickers Human servants... I have seen her wrath. I workhard as not to displease the Diva........ But it is a rare Honor to be granted the privilage to serve her....and Miss Tracy....
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Snickers:
BEEP !!!
[Runs like mad]
Ack!! I want to nom on his nommable ears!!!!
And it shall be death by cute overload.
love the wrinkled nose!!
His Honour Snickers feels, given the circumstances, your sentence is as lenient as precedent allows. You may of course appeal to a higher court, but you may be disapproved of even more severely. The Supreme Court of Disapproval dislikes being trifled with, and may rule accordingly.
PS: Fleetie, you better hope the Beeping Protection Program works well for you, as His Honour Snickers has been known to carry a grudge.
We all know who would be the head judge of the Supreme Court of Disapproval - none other than the dreaded Cinnamon herself! Ready to dispense harsh sentences of disapproval no human could tolerate. I would just take the sentence you've been given by Snickers.
Gosh, Snickers have always been my favorite ... at least those wrapped in paper...
Ah yes, Ms. Snickers, the Diva Herself. Her reputation precedes her and she disapproves of much. Her vet knows her so well he and his staff make great preparations prior to each of her visits! Tracy her Mum goes quietly about her daily business so as not to displease this Princess, one minor mis-step and ......
I suppose it will be bagged salad tonight...and The Diva will have her organic tender greens...washed in cool water...served with her evian on the side!!!!!
LMAO at Fleetie. thats cute. it is what i want to do when i look at the pic.
I am with Fleetie, it is a snorggle and run operation.
Lop noses....must beep
Judge Snickers dons the ceremonial black ear-covers:
"You will be taken from here to a prison cell, and thence to a Place of Disapproval, where you will be disapproved of until you are dead. May Cinnamon have mercy on your soul."
Eeek!
I want to see Snickers in the powdered wig AND the black ear-covers.
My v word is gonglet.
LMAO Fleetie!! That is truly a classic DR contribution!! I can just hear a gasp of disbelief from the crowd, the banging gavel, and an anguished shriek from the hapless convicted hoomin.
what a cute little nose wrinkle, awe.
"Good morning, The Bun, your honour. The Crown will plainly show the prisoner who now stands before you
Was caught red-handed showing FEELINGS;
Showing FEELINGS of an almost hoomin nature!"
. . .
"Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be DISAPPROVED OF BY YOUR PEERS!
TEAR DOWN THE WALL!"
Any hoomin should quake at the prospect of appearing before Judges Snickers and Cinnamon.
I love this blog!
Right now the only thing I find agonising his Snickers' cuteness!!
**faints**
As one of Mis Snickers Human servants... I have seen her wrath. I workhard as not to displease the Diva........ But it is a rare Honor to be granted the privilage to serve her....and Miss Tracy....
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