Hey, cat friend, that's not how you read a book! You look at the words. You dont sit on them. Im sure it's an easy mistake for someone like you to make
I’m not going to lie. You look cute. You’re,what, one? Two? Just wait until you’re five, over the hill, and people are asking, what are we going to do with that tuna colored flabbie?
Sooooo , what you declare, is that based on the bylaws that you are seated upon, you are entitled to live in a flawlessly clean home. Clearly, we see the disarray that surrounds you and are poised to file a case on your behalf against the suggested roaster.
She's cute. And she's been slipping out to shoplift at Bloomingdale's.