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Well, turned in some guys for harassing me today (I'll let you know, Bri!) annd...that's about it. oh! and...
Disclaimer: I only own the narrator. BRIANNA’S FAULT!
Title: Diary of a Demon Kitty
Rating:
Reasons: Feline violence
Genres: General/Humor
January 10, 1970
Today I attacked the enemy that is the chair and my pet’s new fuckbunny. Being a rodent…well, I’m getting ahead of myself.
So there I am, killing the chair, when she comes in with this giant lameass excuse for Peter Cottontail. I swear, he just radiated vile tunnel-dwelling appetizer. For some reason, his feet had the overpowering odor of tuna. So, of course, I attacked. The pet did not find this amusing for some reason, so now I am pacing around in their litterbox. I have yet to figure out the use of most everything but this throne.
Anyway, I can still hear them and I was right-you do not make those noises when you’re happy. I’ve heard her purr, that is not purring. It sounds like she’s trying to lose a hairball. Ah well, I’m sure she will realize his an alley cat and dump him in the trash soon enough.
Disclaimer: I only own the narrator. BRIANNA’S FAULT!
Title: Diary of a Demon Kitty
Rating:
Reasons: Feline violence
Genres: General/Humor
January 10, 1970
Today I attacked the enemy that is the chair and my pet’s new fuckbunny. Being a rodent…well, I’m getting ahead of myself.
So there I am, killing the chair, when she comes in with this giant lameass excuse for Peter Cottontail. I swear, he just radiated vile tunnel-dwelling appetizer. For some reason, his feet had the overpowering odor of tuna. So, of course, I attacked. The pet did not find this amusing for some reason, so now I am pacing around in their litterbox. I have yet to figure out the use of most everything but this throne.
Anyway, I can still hear them and I was right-you do not make those noises when you’re happy. I’ve heard her purr, that is not purring. It sounds like she’s trying to lose a hairball. Ah well, I’m sure she will realize his an alley cat and dump him in the trash soon enough.