Thursday, April 09, 2009

Gonna find me a cat, a mean one with all it's claws

VILE BEAST. You start squawking before the sun even rises. You steal our sesame seed buns and fries. But worst of all, you unload your lunch on our cars. No sooner have we finished detailing than the fruits of our labor are soured thanks to your shameless form of self-expression. It's rude and disrespectful. So to all you birds reading this: watch your bony little backs. We're hitting up the animal shelter. Gonna find us a cat. A mean one with all its claws. Tell your friends.
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