it all over, yuo guys.
So, yuo guys, i gaved up. this is muh suicide note left fer teh worlds liek tath fat slut in canadia whut wus just copppinyg me in advanse. whut i am about to tell you will shock you and amase yuo like nuthing before or soince, cuz it teh true storyy about muh life in teh hood.
jus kiddin, i never a hood kitty. taht fer stupid jerk cats who live wiff stupid jerk peoples.
it time, yuo guys. i have lived a long life wiff many good stuffs taht have happened. i been in teh matrix wiff taht fat old santa man, i duhfeated ninjas in muh sleep...i dun it all. i envented cat speak o n teh internerds, i made fun of people what needed made fun of. i won Miss Piggy Kitty eleventy times in a row unaposed. i tired yuo guys. i am done. so Raul and mommy been tryin to spend lots of moiney on me and i say finaly it time to stop. muh sister is a memotator what look like me now, Sammy is jus hanging out tryin to get muh foods, Kirin is no longer muh lover, Raul is kinda a dick and muh mommy is tired too, yuo guys.
i dun all i can do, yuo guys and i knwo yuo gunna hate life wiffout me, it goinna suck fer you but think about me fer once. i too tired to make yuo life better. now it your turn. i dont liek stinky hosptitals neways.
seriously, i luv yuo guys butt yuo suck. they wus a girl whut lived wiff us taht told me all about how things woold be and she lied. i wus her evrything fer so long and she jus truned her back on me and thoes i luv liek we wus nothin. they wus a guy what loveded me and he went away and stoped talking to Raul and mommy. they wus evn peeple in teh house we lived in taht fergot about...
whut was i saying? i ferget. peeple suxors.
yuo all haveta live wifout me now. i am gonna be here fer Raul and muh Mommy, problly where they dont expect me fer quite a while until we all meet at teh house where PrettyTabbyMana and i can haunt wiff teh weezils, other cats and mommy and daddy.
shuot out to all muh frends here on liveurinal, specially sosoft and all muh kitty frends whut id never have met if yuo hadnt frended me.
goodbye, yuo guys. in trufh, Raul and mommy are hurting over me and even me canot let taht happen. i wanna live ferever, butt they canot help me neymore.
hey.
hey
hey
im in teh backyard now wiff ferry teh ferret. does taht scare yuo? boo! i in yer face too! suck it honey boo boo!
Raul's note
Holy shit biscuits everyone. When this whole thing started over ten years ago I never thought it'd get to this. I only wanted to have some fun, albeit at other's expense. Yes, it may have seemed like it was about you, but really it was about an extraordinary cat that if you never met, you can't possibly understand. Seriously, PGM was a standout, singular, solipsistic powerhouse of a cat whose attention...once you'd gained, you'd never regret. He was so full of life and I don't mean that in the way hack writers mean that. He never wanted to quit, ever. All he wanted was to eat and crap.
I've never met a cat like Goblin. October 20th, 2012 at approximately 8:30 pm Goblin died. He was simultaneously brilliant and intellectually crippled. I can say this about him: any of you out there who ever felt that PGM was about you? Yeah, maybe a bit, but there was never a word I wrote that didn't immediately resonate within what this cat was telling me. I'd look at him and no worries, he said it. He judged you all.
Well, also, he loved you all. You didn't know it but he did.
Can I tell you now that typing as him never bothered me? I just typed like normal without hitting backspace.
PGM was my release mechanism, my solace that stupid people would get their comeuppance by satire. However, I dare you to go back and read any entry PGM made and not feel the catness in it all, or the general relevance he made. From anime to goth culture, PGM was all about making fun of it in a way that was all my cat.
Okay, this is getting old. Goblin, 19 years plus, is now dead. He died in the arms of Zoloft, which comforted him greatly after multiple visits to the vet.
No one who ever met PGM said "oh that's just a cat." He had a vivacious attitude and an infectious personality that made you love him, whether he loved you or not.
Was this all about you? Shana? No. It was about a cat as absolutely bat shit insane as you are, yet you will be for the rest of your whole life. Meredith? Tara? You wish. It's about how so many stupid, entitled and ultimately crazy people are not fit for society's consumption, yet they still try to make other people the focal point of their crazy. You've tried in vain to get this account shut down, but like the disembodied voice in the Haunted Mansion says, I'll pull the lever down for you.
Goblin aka PGM was the best cat, the craziest feline, the best companion...there's not enough accolades to describe him. He'll be terribly missed, awfully imitated, transparently redacted and forever a misunderstood kitty who only wanted his Mom to be happy. Thanks to everyone who have wished us condolences about Goblin. I knew this would happen, but nothing prepares you for the end. Robb? You made Goblin famous. I love you Brother.
jus kiddin, i never a hood kitty. taht fer stupid jerk cats who live wiff stupid jerk peoples.
it time, yuo guys. i have lived a long life wiff many good stuffs taht have happened. i been in teh matrix wiff taht fat old santa man, i duhfeated ninjas in muh sleep...i dun it all. i envented cat speak o n teh internerds, i made fun of people what needed made fun of. i won Miss Piggy Kitty eleventy times in a row unaposed. i tired yuo guys. i am done. so Raul and mommy been tryin to spend lots of moiney on me and i say finaly it time to stop. muh sister is a memotator what look like me now, Sammy is jus hanging out tryin to get muh foods, Kirin is no longer muh lover, Raul is kinda a dick and muh mommy is tired too, yuo guys.
i dun all i can do, yuo guys and i knwo yuo gunna hate life wiffout me, it goinna suck fer you but think about me fer once. i too tired to make yuo life better. now it your turn. i dont liek stinky hosptitals neways.
seriously, i luv yuo guys butt yuo suck. they wus a girl whut lived wiff us taht told me all about how things woold be and she lied. i wus her evrything fer so long and she jus truned her back on me and thoes i luv liek we wus nothin. they wus a guy what loveded me and he went away and stoped talking to Raul and mommy. they wus evn peeple in teh house we lived in taht fergot about...
whut was i saying? i ferget. peeple suxors.
yuo all haveta live wifout me now. i am gonna be here fer Raul and muh Mommy, problly where they dont expect me fer quite a while until we all meet at teh house where PrettyTabbyMana and i can haunt wiff teh weezils, other cats and mommy and daddy.
shuot out to all muh frends here on liveurinal, specially sosoft and all muh kitty frends whut id never have met if yuo hadnt frended me.
goodbye, yuo guys. in trufh, Raul and mommy are hurting over me and even me canot let taht happen. i wanna live ferever, butt they canot help me neymore.
hey.
hey
hey
im in teh backyard now wiff ferry teh ferret. does taht scare yuo? boo! i in yer face too! suck it honey boo boo!
Raul's note
Holy shit biscuits everyone. When this whole thing started over ten years ago I never thought it'd get to this. I only wanted to have some fun, albeit at other's expense. Yes, it may have seemed like it was about you, but really it was about an extraordinary cat that if you never met, you can't possibly understand. Seriously, PGM was a standout, singular, solipsistic powerhouse of a cat whose attention...once you'd gained, you'd never regret. He was so full of life and I don't mean that in the way hack writers mean that. He never wanted to quit, ever. All he wanted was to eat and crap.
I've never met a cat like Goblin. October 20th, 2012 at approximately 8:30 pm Goblin died. He was simultaneously brilliant and intellectually crippled. I can say this about him: any of you out there who ever felt that PGM was about you? Yeah, maybe a bit, but there was never a word I wrote that didn't immediately resonate within what this cat was telling me. I'd look at him and no worries, he said it. He judged you all.
Well, also, he loved you all. You didn't know it but he did.
Can I tell you now that typing as him never bothered me? I just typed like normal without hitting backspace.
PGM was my release mechanism, my solace that stupid people would get their comeuppance by satire. However, I dare you to go back and read any entry PGM made and not feel the catness in it all, or the general relevance he made. From anime to goth culture, PGM was all about making fun of it in a way that was all my cat.
Okay, this is getting old. Goblin, 19 years plus, is now dead. He died in the arms of Zoloft, which comforted him greatly after multiple visits to the vet.
No one who ever met PGM said "oh that's just a cat." He had a vivacious attitude and an infectious personality that made you love him, whether he loved you or not.
Was this all about you? Shana? No. It was about a cat as absolutely bat shit insane as you are, yet you will be for the rest of your whole life. Meredith? Tara? You wish. It's about how so many stupid, entitled and ultimately crazy people are not fit for society's consumption, yet they still try to make other people the focal point of their crazy. You've tried in vain to get this account shut down, but like the disembodied voice in the Haunted Mansion says, I'll pull the lever down for you.
Goblin aka PGM was the best cat, the craziest feline, the best companion...there's not enough accolades to describe him. He'll be terribly missed, awfully imitated, transparently redacted and forever a misunderstood kitty who only wanted his Mom to be happy. Thanks to everyone who have wished us condolences about Goblin. I knew this would happen, but nothing prepares you for the end. Robb? You made Goblin famous. I love you Brother.