One-eyed cat no hoax

by skyman 6 Replies latest social humour

  • skyman
    skyman

    At least they claim it is no hoax Look at the link for pitcure http://www.theage.com.au/news/world/oneeyed-cat-no-hoax/2006/01/13/1136956335177.html

  • mrsjones5
    mrsjones5

    Someone showed me that pic last night...freaky

  • skyman
    skyman

    I don't think it could be real But I could be wrong.

  • dinah
    dinah

    I had a blind cat that I had to call with a flashight.

  • Jeffro
    Jeffro

    It appears that the picture is not a hoax. The kitten was synophthalmic. It died at one day old on the night of 29 December 2005.

    Though newborn kittens normally have their eyes closed, synophthalmic animals are often born without eyelids, hence the wide-open eye.

    http://www.snopes.com/photos/animals/cyclopes.asp

  • Lilycurly
    Lilycurly
    Oh...poor baby.
  • Rooster
    Rooster

    32 Rednecks

    Q: What do you call 32 Rednecks in one room?
    A: A full set of teeth.

    132 legs and 8 teeth

    Q: What has 132 legs and 8 teeth?
    A: The front row of a Garth Brooks concert!

    Family Reunion

    You know your a redneck if you go to a family reunion looking for a girlfriend.

    American Divorce

    If a man and a woman get married in Texas and move to Washington are they still brother and sister?

    You Might be a redneck if...

    . . . you break wind in public and blame it on your kid.

    . . . you’ve ever had to siphon gas from your lawn mower to put into your truck.

    . . . you’ve ever paid for a six-pack of beer with pennies.

    . . . there are hubcap wind chimes anywhere on your block.

    . . . you have a Bud Light pool-table light hanging over your dining room table.

    . . . the strongest smell in your house is butane.

    . . . you think paprika is a Third World country.

    . . . you ask the preacher, “How’s it hanging?”

    . . . you go to a stock car race and don’t need a program.

    . . . you have a bumper sticker that says, “My mother’s an honor student” at the local junior high.

    . . . you think potted meat on a saltine is an hors d’oeuvre.

    . . . you played the banjo in your high school band.

    . . . the velvet paintings in your house were bought from an art dealer on the side of the highway.

    . . . you have no hubcaps on your car because you’re using them to feed your hunting dogs.

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