Now wait just a bald minute yah two legged smelly excuse fer a predator. I gotta put up with all kinds of abuse from the moron that feeds me one lousy can of poorly disquised horsemeat a day.. now I gotta listen ta this??
Sheesh. I spend my evenings doin spectacular
ACRObatics to make up fer the fat old bald farts lack of AERObatics and keep this smelly dump cleared of rodents and insects for this kinda thanks??
I'm gonna get a union card; talk my pals inta gettin union cards and we'll ALL stop by yer place and take turns crappin in YER headphones... won't THAT just make yer day?? Meeeeeeeeeoow; ta you pal.
And; just fer the record, I did drink them two beers; (in 45 seconds flat; mind you) and the 3 hour snooze was a REWARD fer not callin the ASPCA fer the three wall/buglight/fence conversion the night previous. All without a helmet; and I landed on my feet; thank you very much!
(twich of tail)
Bite THIS!
Hairball (aka Hang's Cat)
ps; the fat bald dolt don't drink nothin that comes in a green bottle. It's an aquired taste. I swiped em myself.
[This message has been edited by Hairball (edited 03-22-2000).]