Not-dear Idiot Humans,
My Idiot Feral Human is drinking something called "Irish Cream" and refuses to give me any. No amount of glaring is working. She keeps saying in what *she* thinks is a cutesy voice (in reality, she sounds like a dingaling), "Not for kitties!"
Then she calls me her "Pretty Irish Kitty" and starts singing some stupid song about Irish eyes smiling. Some nonsense about my birthday being March 17th, whatever the hell *that* means. The human thinks this is funny. The human thinks this is cute. The human is an idiot.
Hisses,
Chase
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