I had fun once. It was awful.
It was on an already awful day. Crystal blue skies. Birds chirping. Awful.
I was out on a walk, when a stray Russian blue caught a glimpse of me. He followed my scent. Creep. He stopped after a couple minutes, and said,
"I wish there was something between us."
Creepy, and flirts with strangers. Total package. (Sarcasm)
Me: I batted my eyes sarcastically. "Me too!"
Russian: "Really? Like what!"
Me: "A wall."
Anyways, he wasn't the sharpest claw on the paw, and took it as me being cute. He asked me out on a date, and guys, I don't know if I was on drugs or something.........but I agreed.
At the end of the date, he actually stopped talking! Let me explain. This cat was like Spongebob, talking NONSTOP on steroids! I can't believe he had the capability of shutting up!
I think I was losing intelligence JUST by listening to him!
You see kids, never hang out with idiots. The have the power to kill brain cells, and lower your teachers tolerance.
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The Life Of a Grumpy Cat
UmorismoI hate Mondays. And the internet. But that doesn't mean a cat like me doesn't want to share my horror story. A.K.A. my life.
