Shitposting in the living room

[azurelunatic]

[extensive conversation apropos of which]
Me: I am, unfortunately, seeing a ghost cat (actual cat) wearing a Village People leatherman cop hat.
Some Random Housemate (okay there are only two to choose from): But wouldn't it be the sailor, [apropos of previous]?
Housemate 2: They have that song, In The Navy.
Me, singing: In the Navy, you can sail the seven bees, in the Navy...
silveradept, unhooking the headphones from their ears: I'm sorry, what?
Me, with the aggrieved aggression of a challenged shitposter: Well, how many bees do you think there are?!

Comments

[alatefeline]

I'm totally lost and loving this. Thank you for fulfilling my wish to sit in the corner of a lively household full of cats.

(Ghost cats sound potential annoying, and harder to feed than physical cats!)

[wohali]

L O L!

[alexseanchai]

Context will not likely alleviate confusion

[azurelunatic]

It is very important to distinguish a Cat On Patrol in leather cap: actual cat, or Chat Noir?

[alatefeline]

But it adds nuance!

Can I say that I agree with the horrifying *and* the heartwarming takes? I don't find those to be mutually exclusive.

[azurelunatic]

It turns out that ghost hens will beef with live cats. Rurra followed me to Arizona for a while.

[batrachian]

Likewise.