Also untrue, actually– a portion of the population can, though not the majority. It seems to be genetic in much the same way that some react to catnip and some do not.
Mine doesn’t. Now, whether that’s because she lived most of her life in a pet store (and so has built up a large tolerance), because she’s big (20lbs), or due to genetics (or perhaps a combination) I don’t know.
It’s been shown that cats do indeed have sweet tastebuds but a mutation (or two, or ten; I forget) resulted in both required proteins being deformed so they don’t work. Stands to reason that a mutation (or two, or ten) could restore function.
Trial by media is actually a scary power against a small or new agency or company involved in something controversial.
What constitutes as a compassionate bathroom?
That would be a fairly rational assumption, but it’s also not out of the realm of possibility that the hand blowers could need a lesson in organic relations.
She’s a government bureaucrat on her first day running an agency with ill-defined duties and oversight, and he’s a lobbyist for a shadowy new Super PAC with unspoken goals and a keen interest in in-your-face advocacy. Every word spoken here will eventually end up being reviewed by a Select House Investigation Committee, probably under oath. I would have counseled Sweetheart to not even SHOW H.T. the donuts.
SUGAR …
PAC money, sonny!
Better take care, ’cause we
Want ac-count-a-bil-i-ty …
Money
For SUGAR, sugar!
We are just H.T.’s pawns …
Let us now assess your johns!
Skin Horse must be more compassionate and humbler now … (Skin Horse must be humbler now …)
If you don’t comply, we’re going straight to Tumblr now! (Going straight to Tumblr now …)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
SUGAR’s gonna make a little audit!
SUGAR’s making trouble and you caught it! (We’ve got a sobriquet so sweet … yeah yeah yeah!)
Don’t try to snow H.T. because he knows all!
We’ve got a lot of force at our disposal! (We’re gonna send a nasty Tweet! Yeah yeah yeah!)
Go on, have a donut, SUGAR bought it!
Oh, SUGAR!
PAC money, sonny … (la la la la la la … la la la la la la …)
(Did she really go out with the tiger before he was arrested?
(There she is, let’s ask her.)
(You ask her; I’ve heard she bites!)
I met him at the Maragda,
He turned around and smiled at me, get the picture?
(Yes, we see.)
That’s when I learned that,
The tiger runs a PAC.
It was a while since we took him down,
(Down, down, down,)
WIth the help of Artie in Ohio town.
(With the help of a gerbil they took him down.)
We all knew that he was bad.
Even for products of science mad,
Now he’s in my office,
The tiger runs a PAC.
It was so great making them all wear suits,
Even dealing with Dr E from the Institute.
(She was dealing with Dr E from the Institute).
That woman makes me want to cry,
But I kept her out of HT’s eye,
You still shouldn’t eat her,
The tiger runs a PAC.
He sort of smiled, at least bared his teeth,
His hunger was starting to show,
As he described the power he held,
With his new NGO.
What he might do, I didn’t know,
Watch out! Watch out!
I felt so helpless, what could I do?
They could post on Tumblr, and Facebook too.
H.T. sees us all as meat,
But his opinions get a retweet,
I know we can’t trust him,
The tiger runs a PAC.
A powerful PAC representing a (fairly) small portion of the population. A PAC which can receive unlimited funding from secret sources. Wow, HT really IS evil.
Go to Tumblr? That seems a risky move: isn’t Skin Horse a secret agency now affiliated with A-Sig, which probably is Secret Ruler of the Interwebs and is notoriously quick to rub people out?
@Miyaa–Yes, some cats are immune to catnip. It’s a genetic thing, just like how Ozzy Osbourne has a literally superhuman tolerance to drugs.
Sometimes I wish I were one of those cats… It’s so embarrassing having to explain why my roommate’s finch population went down by a third after the occasional catnip binge, nyao…
What? Don’t you get the munchies after…? {blush} Err, never mind…
I thought dogs couldn’t taste SUGAR
Dogs can taste sweet. Cats, however, cannot.
Also untrue, actually– a portion of the population can, though not the majority. It seems to be genetic in much the same way that some react to catnip and some do not.
Wait, some cats can’t get high from catnip?!
Mine doesn’t. Now, whether that’s because she lived most of her life in a pet store (and so has built up a large tolerance), because she’s big (20lbs), or due to genetics (or perhaps a combination) I don’t know.
It’s been shown that cats do indeed have sweet tastebuds but a mutation (or two, or ten; I forget) resulted in both required proteins being deformed so they don’t work. Stands to reason that a mutation (or two, or ten) could restore function.
Yeah, my dog has a sweet tooth like you wouldn’t believe. I have also had two different cats who like pancake syrup. Also sweet potato.
Speak for yourself, two-legs. We can taste sugar and sweet. We just prefer savory, nyao.
Now if only I could find mouse flavor…
No, dogs taste pretty gamy. Humans, on the other hand…
Trial by media is actually a scary power against a small or new agency or company involved in something controversial.
What constitutes as a compassionate bathroom?
I’m guessing whether the evaluator can use them. Are your sinks too far up? Do your toilet seats lack big enough tail holes? UNCOMPASSIONATEDIEINHELL!
That would be a fairly rational assumption, but it’s also not out of the realm of possibility that the hand blowers could need a lesson in organic relations.
Compassionate bathroom?? Are they taking the p*ss?
If it’s an older building in the DC area there might be two sets of bathrooms…
Dammit, now I’m trying to come up with a bad filk of that Maroon 5 song.
I am now wondering how Sweetheart got that donut in her mouth.
Intern.
She didn’t offer H. T. any, though.
She’s a government bureaucrat on her first day running an agency with ill-defined duties and oversight, and he’s a lobbyist for a shadowy new Super PAC with unspoken goals and a keen interest in in-your-face advocacy. Every word spoken here will eventually end up being reviewed by a Select House Investigation Committee, probably under oath. I would have counseled Sweetheart to not even SHOW H.T. the donuts.
I expect she picked it up in her teeth, same way as normal dogs pick up things.
When did Sweetheart grow a goatee?
Heh. I thought that at first, too. I think that’s supposed to be a strawberry-glazed doughnut.
…I question the purity of their motivations.
Look – if you were a sentient bathroom, do you think you would have a lot of compassion? I would think not.
(TUNE: “Sugar, Sugar”, The Archies)
SUGAR …
PAC money, sonny!
Better take care, ’cause we
Want ac-count-a-bil-i-ty …
Money
For SUGAR, sugar!
We are just H.T.’s pawns …
Let us now assess your johns!
Skin Horse must be more compassionate and humbler now …
(Skin Horse must be humbler now …)
If you don’t comply, we’re going straight to Tumblr now!
(Going straight to Tumblr now …)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
SUGAR’s gonna make a little audit!
SUGAR’s making trouble and you caught it!
(We’ve got a sobriquet so sweet … yeah yeah yeah!)
Don’t try to snow H.T. because he knows all!
We’ve got a lot of force at our disposal!
(We’re gonna send a nasty Tweet! Yeah yeah yeah!)
Go on, have a donut, SUGAR bought it!
Oh, SUGAR!
PAC money, sonny …
(la la la la la la … la la la la la la …)
Applause!
Tune: Leader of the Pack, Shangri-Las
(Did she really go out with the tiger before he was arrested?
(There she is, let’s ask her.)
(You ask her; I’ve heard she bites!)
I met him at the Maragda,
He turned around and smiled at me, get the picture?
(Yes, we see.)
That’s when I learned that,
The tiger runs a PAC.
It was a while since we took him down,
(Down, down, down,)
WIth the help of Artie in Ohio town.
(With the help of a gerbil they took him down.)
We all knew that he was bad.
Even for products of science mad,
Now he’s in my office,
The tiger runs a PAC.
It was so great making them all wear suits,
Even dealing with Dr E from the Institute.
(She was dealing with Dr E from the Institute).
That woman makes me want to cry,
But I kept her out of HT’s eye,
You still shouldn’t eat her,
The tiger runs a PAC.
He sort of smiled, at least bared his teeth,
His hunger was starting to show,
As he described the power he held,
With his new NGO.
What he might do, I didn’t know,
Watch out! Watch out!
I felt so helpless, what could I do?
They could post on Tumblr, and Facebook too.
H.T. sees us all as meat,
But his opinions get a retweet,
I know we can’t trust him,
The tiger runs a PAC.
I hear a tiger growl in place of a revving motorcycle.
You beat out Ed for best filk of the day by a packet of nutrasweet™. Well funded!
S.U.G.A.R. better watch out… Sweetheart eats sugar for breakfast.
A powerful PAC representing a (fairly) small portion of the population. A PAC which can receive unlimited funding from secret sources. Wow, HT really IS evil.
Go to Tumblr? That seems a risky move: isn’t Skin Horse a secret agency now affiliated with A-Sig, which probably is Secret Ruler of the Interwebs and is notoriously quick to rub people out?
Perhaps it’s a separate for non-humans Tumblr?
Rumblr, of course.
–Dave, don’t ask don’t squeal
So, I have to say… I’m really liking Tip’s outfit. I’m jealous of him being able to find gloves that stay up one the arms, though….
Typo fail… *on* the arms
Well, Tip got the lady (and fox) and Sweetheart got the tiger.
Why do I get the feeling the truth is actually the reverse?
@Miyaa–Yes, some cats are immune to catnip. It’s a genetic thing, just like how Ozzy Osbourne has a literally superhuman tolerance to drugs.
Sometimes I wish I were one of those cats… It’s so embarrassing having to explain why my roommate’s finch population went down by a third after the occasional catnip binge, nyao…
What? Don’t you get the munchies after…? {blush} Err, never mind…