Like old Italian,
‘There ain’t no choice!’
Like and old Brit,
‘There ain’t no bloody choice!’
Like Old ir young Clint Eastwood,
‘Make my day, you turd!’
Suck to death of cats sitting on my floor,
I treat the floor,
They smile.up at me think!
Of course in cat quiet talk!
Naive human!
‘Meow!’
Meaning many things , but in that three am sort of voice !’
Dumb shit!
I’m getting vinegar!
People we smell it and think big salad!
Then !
Bleach!
Next carpet will be indior out door anyway instead of cheap crap land lord.put in to make me ‘dumb shit’ imagine good carpet!
My cats scratch it once, and all is left are polyester threads!
Val Whitewolf 