When The Lesbian Met The Lol-Cat

There are two things I always swore I'd never post on this blog.

One of my bans is gossip about The L Word— because the writers have ripped off my work and biography without redemption.

If I had a nickel for every time someone said, "Oh, did you see the latest episode where they stole your chapter/article/life story/barely-concealed name from Blah-Blah?"... well, gee, I'd start my own cathouse. First one to fire: "Phoebe Sparkle."

Secondly, I never got LOLcats. Never laughed, could barely read them, didn't fit my own pussy obsessions.

But now, I must concede.

This above photo is from a  site devoted to L-Word-inspired LOLcats, called The LoL-Word. The whole site is hilarious, even if you've never watched a single episode of the soap opera or indulged in anthropomorphic Internet joke fests.

If you're lesbian, or bitchy— or  you have a soft spot for bitchy dykes— I'd say it's just your cup of cheeseburger!

Thanks to Holly for the tip!

Update: Look what Holly, my original tipster, made for me!