Here kitty kitty …. heeeeeerrrreee kitty kitty …. AAAAUUUGGGGGHHHH! What the heck happened to this thing? Cute little fluffy guy has turned into a monster by anybody’s account!
That said, this kitty does have a rather regal look about him. I attribute it to the tufts of billowy fur around his neck – rather Shakespearean, don’t you think? If this were my comically large kitty, I’d name him Sir Paddington Cadbury III. And I’d make him a litter box out of old Crown Royal bags.
It’s Derby Week here in my humble hometown of Louisville, Ky., and you know what that means – time to break out the silly hats! This one goes way back, as you can tell from the yellowing of the photo, to a time when only the very wealthy could afford large hats; the majority of the population was relegated to wearing hats of normal proportions.
The war between the haves and the have-nots has done nothing but escalate, of course, and today the Great Hat Disparity of 1973 still burns fresh in the memory of those who lived through it. More people can buy large hats today, thanks to cheap foreign labor and an influx of inexpensive materials; however, the credit market is flooded with high-interest loans designed to get people into hats that they cannot really afford. You have no business leasing a hat, people, and if the salesman tries to talk you into a lease, then what you’re looking at is simply too much hat.
Oh, and also – helllooooo ladies!