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so damo left for new york today, and i'm stuck feeding his fucking cats. if he wasn't my best friend, i would kill these bastards in a second. maybe an overdoes of pedigree puppy chow would do it, just maybe.then again, the last thing i need is some hussy csi type knocking on my door at 3 am in the morning asking me questions about 3 dead cats found by our trash area. yeah, i would be to lazy to even hide them, so fuck killing them.
save the world and kill cats.
save the world and kill cats.