Remember the two cute cats in the washing machine?
One of them shat on my bean-bag, and the other stole a piece of fish from the kitchen. What pisses me off is that the fish piece was the biggest among the ones I had marinated. I went on to eat three extra pieces of fried fish later in the day, but that did not take the pain away.
This means war, pussies .
weren’t they around when i was there?
death to the fish eaters
*Points and laughs*
War Pussies.
There’s a phrase I didn’t expect to hear today :)
That should be the name of a new band. An AWESOME new band.