Schroedinger's Cat's page

I know where you live, monkey-man. Expect pee on you pillow tonight!

Expect a hairball in your underwear drawer, baby. The cat jokes aren't funny.

You're like Schrodinger's cat, clueless.

Watch it, baby! If there is no one else around to observe me, am I really kicking your ass?

That way it's like have an conversation and not having a conversation at the same time, baby.

I don't know... You never know what you're gonna get until you open that box, baby. Meeeeow!

I just dunk them in the paint can.

Not funny, you rat-b@st@rd! Someone needs a hairball in thier spaghetti for that comment.

Schroedinger's Cat wrote:

plots urine-centric revenge

I am not worthy.

::bows::

Of course you aren't, canid, but at least you recognize your betters.

/slinks over to windowsill, hops up, stetches out languidly.

Schroedinger's Cat wrote:

*Aaaaaaaaaaahhh...sweet release!

I'm sorry were you saying something?

*Uses spraybottle*

Bad cat!

/Runs beneath kitchen table, licks shoulder vigorously, plots urine-centric revenge with a side dish of cold hairball in the middle of your nightly path to the bathroom.

*Aaaaaaaaaaahhh...sweet release!

I'm sorry were you saying something?

To Schroedinger I say, "Let the effin' cat out of the box, would ya?"

Meow, babies! I'm out and Fab-UUUUU-lous. Take a memo.