That’s right, Thanksgiving kittens. DISCLAIMER: I did not dress these kittens up. Apparently cat lovers don’t fuck around when it comes to the holidays, as these little cuties can attest.
Not that I have any problem with putting clothes on animals and snapping some shots, especially kittens, because feline posts are money in the bank when it comes to viewers. For my more hardcore readers, do not fret. I have not completely sold out. Mostly, but not totally. Moral Monday will return with … WHATEVER HAPPENED TO BASTARDS.
Crack in a basket.
Clockwork Orange Kitty!
This portrait looks expensive! And worth it.
Let’s just shove their heads through these tiny holes. It’ll make a great picture.
That is one badass Pilgrim.
Let’s eat some damn turkeys!
Alcohol? I’ve never tried your odd drink, but, what the hell. What’s the worst that can happen.
Yo Pilgrims, who wants to learn how to grow some fucking corn.
Yeah, I know it’s not a kitten. Technically.
The turkey was top rate. I’d love to pay you but I’m a bit short. How bout some … diseased blankets?
Whiskers Standish posing with Chief Shitting Dog.
AND COMING SOON …
