Be Gracious If It Kills You
Anecdotes and streams of consciousness from an urban Minneapolitan.
4.13.2012
actual conversation with my cat this morning
Thomas: meow meow meow meow
Translation:
I’m hungry, woman! Feed me now, dagnabit!
Me: You whiny bitch. I just fed you an hour ago, asshole. Get over yourself.
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