I think I'm on PETA's shitlist.
So. How evil am I that I just used Kenda's cat to try to kill and eat a giant moth? Now granted, the giant moth was having untoward designs on my face, but seriously how evil? Also, how mad is PETA right now, because I'm kinda scared. They got mad at Obama for swatting a FLY on TV during an interview. I just used a cat to try and kill a moth, and then she was just playing with it and the dog joined in the fun and STOLE the moth from her. Only, this isn't the first time he's done that. He stole her other bug a couple of days ago too. Dirty, thieving puppy.
Also, ideas and wants need to stop coming into my skull. Seriously, I don't need a Steampunk Cheetah. Do I want one? Hells to the yeah! Do I need one? Ummmm. No. On top of that I want a tattoo. I want a Rorchach tattoo where I was planning on putting my REPO tattoo. Now, I don't know what to do. Besides hope to win the lottery so that I may pay back my father, go to Renfest with Jenica and go visit Jen in Milwaukee. If I spelt that wrong I don't care.
Also, I totally blame Kenda for the Rorchach love because she made me watch the Watchmen, and I totally fell in love with the character. I mean come on! He's psychotic, full of sarcastic wit, speaks in stunted incomplete sentences, messes with the psychologist, and the sugar on top, he's short! He is one of the reason that short people are going to rise up (in power dumbasses not stature!) and take over the world.
From here I'm going to make a non-sequitar leap that takes us into the movie, because when Rorchach is breaking out of prison with little help from the skeevy-duo, he flushes a little person down the toilet. Seriously, a great cinematic moment for all. Also, did I mention he's psychotic and makes me do the 'bouncy retarded seal clap'. In public. In public places. In public places in which people can see me. Retarded seal clap. I'm going to let you all think on that one for a bit.
In closing Kenda sucks vulcan balls for "making" me watch that movie, my brain of questionable content sucks vulcan balls for making me LOVE that movie, and I used my sister's cat and my parents' dog to kill a giant mutant moth that was planning on EATING MY FACE. That is all.
Also, if anyone wants to buy me a steampunk cheetah, I will marry you. But I retain the right not to marry you if I don't feel like it at the time. In consolation you will recieve a $5 gift card to Hot Topic to do with what you will.