Good gracious, I just spent a solid 45 minutes laughing so hard I cried at the comment threads on this article. "When your friends come over, what's your panic object?" the author asks, "The thing you hope they don't find, because it'll mean no end to merciless teasing?" The responses are like Post Secret, only not secret or anonymous. And the sheer amount of people who are terrorized by their cats cracks me up, because I live in mortal fear of anyone dropping by unannounced on the day that the cat box really really needs to be emptied (like today, so please give us 24 hours please).
I can't remember the last time I laughed that hard. That felt good.