Whew...
Just got back from a night out on the town with my best buddy, the Shop Vac.
I was hoping to get some feline tail, but instead, I ended up as a conversation piece amoungst a bunch of urban cougars, all of whom looked too well-off to ever have to bother doing housework themselves. Very beautiful humans, but due to their awesome social status, I didn't even get to do any rug-munching with them. They all have hired help for that, and the help evidently wasn't invited to the party.
Well, at least next time the Shop Vac says we're going out clubbing, I know it doesn't mean he's gonna use that blunt-shaped attachment to render a cat unconscience.
I was hoping to get some feline tail, but instead, I ended up as a conversation piece amoungst a bunch of urban cougars, all of whom looked too well-off to ever have to bother doing housework themselves. Very beautiful humans, but due to their awesome social status, I didn't even get to do any rug-munching with them. They all have hired help for that, and the help evidently wasn't invited to the party.
Well, at least next time the Shop Vac says we're going out clubbing, I know it doesn't mean he's gonna use that blunt-shaped attachment to render a cat unconscience.