We are 2 hot messes from Boston.This whole thing started out as a joke. "We should make a blog of all the crazy sh*t that happens to us when we go out, even for dinner". We'll, since we just find outselves absoluelty hilarious (though, others don't, sadly) the little joke just kept growing and growing (kind of like the ego of 'The Situation') we decided to stop talking and put the words into action.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Why I Hate Cat People
*I should first put a disclaimer up that I am not talking about my friends, most of whom do have cats. I am discussing the douches who I see at the store I work in*
I hate cat people because they stand in front of the canned cat food and talk to themselves out loud about how fussy "pussy galore" is and then start asking if I have any cans of "tuna only". Umm no. Theres definetly 100 cans of fish right in front of you and they tell me no, it must be tuna. Ok, Tuna is a fish you stupid ra-tard and also, its a friggin cat. What the hell do you mean its fussy. Open the damn can, throw it in a bowl and it will be eaten. It is an animal. Really, whos wearing tha pants in your house? You, the human, or a 8 lb prissy animal that walks about with a stick up its a$$ and sleeps all day. But go down the baby food aisle and Prunes is miraculously always sold out. So kids (who are human) are forced to eat prunes, but pussy galore can pick between having minced meat or chunky meat and if we dont have the particular one pussy wants, you will write a complaint letter to corporate saying the compant hates cats. I wish we did, then I wouldnt have to deal with you first thing in the morning.
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