I Need A Convertible
February 8, 2009
I think I’ve figured out something that I should have known a long time ago. Mom reads Lolcats waaaaay too much. She sees other kittahs doing bad things, and then I don’t get to do fun things because she thinks I’ll do the bad things, too.
Like take a look at this kitteh.
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Sure, he caused a biiiiig pileup, and I bet he don’t have cheap auto insurance anymore, but that don’t mean I’d be a bad driver, too! I want my own car. Then when Mom tries to take me to the vet I can drive away so Mom can find me! I know she has a me size car. It’s in the room we’re not allowed to play in, and it’s in a box with a bunch of girl dolls. It’s kind of old, and it’s pink, but it’s a convertible. I’m sure Dad could paint it for me. I think I need a red convertible like that kitteh’s because chicks dig that!
