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I have a BOX!!!!
Duuuuuuuuude…
I would like a box…
I would like my dignity back
Too bad.
………………………………………………………So sad.
I’ll get you for publishing that shot.
Wow, separated at birth.
2.5 from the Russian judge, insufficient sarcasm.
I found something way better than a box.
I’m beginning to think I might have a drinking problem…
What was your first clue?
The water running into my ears.
That’s the first sign.*
What’s the second sign?
I know! It’s deer crossing.
Not: No passing zone?*
Whatevs. It’s nap time for me.*
*Bonus kitties courtesy of Tabby’s Catfe.
Your soul belongs to me!
Hey gurl…
You have got to be kidding.
I think he’s kind of cute.
Hey, I don’t think I’ve read that one…
Or dis one!
Dude, there aren’t any books up there.
Are you sure? Maybe out here? Also, what are a books?
I think I need a drink…
Fair, but I’m getting a bit old, so I’ll just be over here pretending to sleep.
So, I’m going for a Nick Fury thing only with snot instead of a patch.
That is sooooo gross.
It is kind of disturbing, yeah. Why?
Hey, Gurl…
No. Just. No.
Wanna see my laser eyes?
Eeeeew!
I would rather eat this foot.
Me too, in fact…
Now, that works. Save me a toe!
Look, I iz a fuds!
I like fuds.
Did somebody says “fuds”?
You know, it’s possible I didn’t think that…mmm, yogurt.
Oh, my brother, I do worry about you.
Vegetables, why did it have to be vegetables?*
Dude, that’s just gross.
I am judging your kitchen choices.
We hides from the veggie face. It burns us.
Screw vegetables, tonight I dine on tail!
I think you’re going to regret your life choices…
*Thanks Kim for guest kitty Diphthong O’Malley
What do “highly caffeinated” mean?
Oh ghods.
Hold me.
This again? I shall be in fortress.
Who needs a fortress when you’ve got monkey knees.
You haz fuds. I like fuds!
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing…
He’ll live. He might not enjoy it, but he’ll live.
How do I know I don’t like olives if you won’t let me try them?
Because you’re a cat. And it’s beneath your dignity. Obviously.
Don’t be so sure of that.
Hey, I’m the picture of dignity!
What are a cat?
You are all an embarrassment!
Whatever, lady, I’ve got gaps to leap, people to see. Cars to steal.
Cars to steal?
Yes, let me show you it.
Dis one.
OOOH, WANT!
Having defeated an entire pack of swimsuits, I sleep at peace.
Swimsuits, huh? You’re not tough till you’ve handled children’s toys.
There is something seriously wrong with both of you.
Conference clothes are the only true prey for a feline murder beast.
Hah! I kill entire posts with my mighty floofs!
There is really something wrong with them.
You may have a point, my brother.
Because the foofy orange caterpillar of death is the perfect prey!
I’m honestly sorry I started this whole thing. I retreat to my castle.
