Thursday, May 20, 2010

Wheres my glock when I need it?

No wonder I've been having nightmares for the past 5 days about cats scratching out my eyeballs, and biting my arms to the point where my flesh is falling off the bone...

Theres a creepy ass feral cat living in the garden of my neighbor's house. It just struts around and eats rodentia thats wandering around. Im starting to believe that this creepy malnourished black cat, lets name her "scanny" is jumping in my window at night and causing these dreams.

Anyone have a beebee gun... or a cannon...or... a sawed off shotgun I can borrow?

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