But now you'll have two sets of breasts.
*gets hand ready for slapping purposes*
Ok, I am trying to type over a much abused cat. She was forced out of the room for a few hours (not even all night!) and when I got up this morning to the unholy racket she was making and came down stairs, the cat latched herself to me and has not stopped purring, kneading, sticking her face in my face...
In other news, good morning funners. Good morning Floozies.
*slaps alleycat*
*slaps alleycat again*
*takes sharp objects out of alleycat's reach and hollers to the women folk to be on their guard*
Now. To de-claw him...
I see a pink pony in your future . . .
Real cowboys don't ride piny horses.