I'm turning into an 8 year old girl.
I woke up the other day and opened my bedroom door to the living room to find a small kitten waiting to get into my room. Suddenly it flashed to me that my roommate had asked me a few weeks ago if I would mind getting a cat and suddenly there it was. Its fucking adorable.
I'm turning into an 8 year old girl. I keep playing with it. Taking pics and vids on my phone with the intention of showing them to friends and saying "Look at my cat! Isn't is cute!"
I don't even know its name. I just call it Cutey Cute Cute McCuterson. I'm a black man that has had a gun in my face and I'm using the word "cute" repeatedly.
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hi mr. the-ny-post-called-me-one-of-the-sexiest-new-yorkers! i think the fact that you're in love with your "cute" kitten makes you even sexier......just sayin'.
i think it makes you just like me....oh that comment is going to anger you
I do believe that calling your cat "Cutey Cute Cute McCuterson" makes "Cutey Cute Cute McCuterson Vaughn" the cat's name. Anyway, I think kittens are great for getting over trauma. I got kittens to get over my abusive ex, and I ended up forgiving him. My cats are precious to me. cats rule.
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