Last week I had to go to my mom’s house to pick up half of a cat from in front of her house. Something had eaten most of the rest of it, but its head was still in pristine condition.
That was a nightmare trying to get everything onto a shovel so that I could quickly bag the whole thing in one go. I still can’t believe how clean and intact most of the torso bones were…
We are all
domestic terroristscat eaters…on this blessed day.
Speak for yourself
No. I’m lazy. You speak for me.
For the next 15 minutes, @drolex@sopuli.xyz is my official spokesperson. Anything they say, I endorse and double.
I eat halves of cats.
Oh wow, true story time:
Last week I had to go to my mom’s house to pick up half of a cat from in front of her house. Something had eaten most of the rest of it, but its head was still in pristine condition.
That was a nightmare trying to get everything onto a shovel so that I could quickly bag the whole thing in one go. I still can’t believe how clean and intact most of the torso bones were…
That poor kitty…
Oh shit! I just got it! I said “endorse and double,” so you said “halves of cats,” meaning whole cats.
Fucking hilarious. That was a slow burn with a really enjoyable finish. Bra-fucking-vo.
I’ve been quietly chuckling at this for about 5 whole minutes now.