Hail Satan!

Well, imagine my shock.

If I suddenly became a competent adult, I think it might tip people off.

I suppose The Man In Me would be the one exception.

Sounds like heaven to me.

That sounds truly awful, much like the music of Bob Dylan.

We coulda had a bad bitch.

Good news, everyone!

It’s against the law to keep alcohol out of the hands of the youth.

You’re such a tease.

That’s no place for a semicolon.

How’s that cock taste?

Taste the hammer of justice, scum.

An exercise in futility if ever there were one.

That makes total sense. My buddy had an outdoor cat about the same age as my indoor cat and that little shit died years ago and my guy is going strong at 16. Also my buddy’s cat used to just massacre rabbits.

Why, exactly? I’m not trying to instigate anything, just genuinely curious.

I can’t remember the last time I experienced intense feeling of bone.

Wake up, people. Whisker fatigue is REAL.

Free at last, free at last!