by Matthew Cobb
I just got my double macchiato from the coffee bar in the Michael Smith Building at the University of Manchester, looked down and, Holy Foam, there was the image of Ceiling Cat. Explain this away, unbelievers!
Proof of the existence of Ceiling Cat
January 16, 2013 • 3:59 am
The ceiling cat exists. there is the proof available for every unbeliever in ceiling cats lol
As a believer in Pikachu, I just have to say that I don’t think much of your religion, but I admire your faith. That’s clearly not a cat, but a Pokemon.
I never had any doubt. We should expect to hear of sightings in pieces of toast, toilets, and, of course, trees. Hallelujah Holy Ceiling Cat!
And from earlier times, there’s the jazz-era title, too.
Shouldn’t that be Al-jazz-era? 🙂
Yes, there is the Al-jazz-era version, but the cover doesn’t show Leonard Cohen looking up in awe at Ceiling Cat.
Lemme try that again. This is the link that was supposed to embed.
Yes, yes, that’s the evidence!!!
Question, how come you’re soooooo extremely into cats? Would be interested in understanding how you got there.
Er . . ., I don’t get it. There are people who aren’t?!? Blasphemy!! Heretics!!
;-))))) ok,ok, I got it!
Jerry may be into cats, but some of us see the Noodly Appendage of the Flying Spaghetti Monster everywhere!
Those Noodly Appendages on your visitation from the FSM do look almost like whiskers. Truely, you have been Touched!
I shall now listen to “Laughing” Leonard Cohen’s paean of praise to the FSM.
To anyone like me who was on the UC Berkeley campus in the Fall of 1964, FSM means just one thing: the Free Speech Movement. I can hear Mario Savio in my memory as I write this.
Another of the multifarious Noodly Appendages. Feel blessed for having been touched!
The Great Frog God is displeased.
Possibly intelligently designed.
It’s clearly not a macchiato, but a cattuccino…
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LOL X Thx.
Such a purr-fect image. How could one not take this as evidence? I do hope you called the local media
This is not Ceiling Cat. It is the cat-like marsupial from Down Under aka Basement Cat. Basement Cat is living roof of convergent evolution, and hence, poor evidence of feline intervention. I am sorry, Jerry.
A little assistance with the straw didn’t hurt any either, did it? 😉
Certainly more appetizing than xtian themed pareidolia that so often seems to involve oil slicks, dog back ends, tortured trees and so on.
I knew it!
Too obvious. How dare you leave no room for sophisticated theology!
Priest: “Of course there is no ceiling cat. This is merely a kind of natural accident caused by random diffusion of foam and latte in an environment that was selecting for cat-ness…. No, no.. wait a minute…..
God works in misterious ways.
Okay, spellcheck works in even more mysterious ways
Aha!
Okay, if ceiling Cat exists why didn’t s/he stop this:
http://www.holygreencow.com/theycamepages/wasntmyfaultmum.html
On the left there appears to be a d*g about to take on the laser eyed LOLcat and save humanity.
Holy cat Batman, what does this do with our emblem!
That’s nothing… I once found evidence of The Sacred Heart, in none other than my potato bin! The Holy Spud was shaped like a real human heart (none of this <3 stuffz, and the eyes had started growing and sticking out like the very veins and arteries themselves!!
I hope you didn’t eat it. That’s got to be some where between young bachelor and Holy Communion!