HAZE....
TAPPING.
FURR.
TAPPING.
TAPPING.
WET.
eh?
"what's that?"
*sniff*...
RECONFIRM
*sniff, sniff*
"My ARM!"
"Here smell my arm."
You know that Friday the 13th has kicked off in resounding glory when it's encroaching 4 am, and your arm and sheet next to your head (READ: nose) had cat shit on it.
Pa
3 years ago
4 comments:
ahhh hahahahaha. i laugh because i've woken up to a similar situation except it was dog pee and it was Cracker who did it. hehehe. that's great, man ...
Yucko. But _why_ did the cat shit in the bed?
"Start as you mean to go on", as they say ;)
eww!!!
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