Post secrets

Tonight I saved a new Post Secret for the first time in forever.  I don't know why, maybe I've gotten used to them or maybe they're just not as good anymore (I feel like that person who only likes a band's old stuff before they supposedly sold out or went mainstream when I think that).  And no, I've never sent in a secret, although I would like to some day.

Here's the one I saved tonight, followed by some oldies but goodies.  Click for bigger images.

It's the last line that got me.  Based on my experiences with insistent athiests, it was a surprisingly sweet and unexpected sentiment.

I always wonder if this person ever finally snapped and called his or her enviromentalist friends out on using him/her as a chauffeur.  Oh and also on their hypocrisy.

A companion piece to the previous secret.  Funny because it's true.

No, this wasn't me, for so many reasons.

I sometimes wonder if the unconditional love thing isn't just a ploy to distract us from questioning how dogs know exactly what buttons of ours to push.  Of course it's a code, and probably part of a master plan for world domination!

I love the utter joy in this one.  I want nothing but wonderful things for everyone in that household.

I like to think the cute vet figured out what was going on, reported the owner to the authorities and testified against him or her, then took the cat and gave it a healthy, loving home.  Yeah.

Let's face it, there was a time when we were all thinking it.  Especially those of us who don't thrive on household chores.

If this one doesn't break your heart and make you cry like a baby, then you just have no heart to break.  And you probably make your cat drink bleach so you can see your cute vet again.

And here's the granddaddy of them all:

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