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9/21/2004



Some might ask, "Brent, why not you speak about Cat you have?"
To which I say, "Because, Yoda, I don't get down on that dork swerve."
Unless ...

Jack the cat is filled with Satan!

The cat hunts the plant all day long.
"No, Jack."

All day long until the plant is weak.
"Jack! No!"

Leaves have disapeared. The end is near.
"Jack! N--OH SHIT!"

Jack knocks the plant, pot, dirt and little white specks and all off of the fireplace sittin' area.
It lands on the air mattress.
Bounces.
Lands on floor.
Rolls.

"Did that shit just happen?!?!?"

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