The Real Reason Why Beyonce Tripped
You are all in denial. You know the real reason why Beyonce fell down on stage the other night...
...that's right, Reaper Kitty. Laugh and scoff all you want, but he's branching out to beyond the elderly and he's out to destroy all of our recording stars, one-by-one. Sure he's cute, but y'all gotta look past that and realize that he must be stopped!
...that's right, Reaper Kitty. Laugh and scoff all you want, but he's branching out to beyond the elderly and he's out to destroy all of our recording stars, one-by-one. Sure he's cute, but y'all gotta look past that and realize that he must be stopped!
Labels: Wake up before all of our recording stars are destroyed
posted by Writeprocrastinator at 12:44 AM
8 Comments:
mwaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaaaaa... bucking frilliant dude- did we write about the same cat, or is this becoming a phenomenon and we should be worried!!?!??
we did indeed! whew, i was just about to start looking at my three furry masters with new eyes...
I thought the same thing when I heard about this. This Oscar is a cold blooded killer!
Angel,
I had that simmering in the back of my head, but I came up with "Reaper Kitty" when I read your post. Both you and Coaster need to mind your p's and q's, as you are quite outnumbered at any given time.
Coaster,
You'd think that after the first four of the patients left the Earth, that they would try to find a new home for the cat. I'll bet that everytime he comes down the hallway, you'll never see the nearly-infirmed move so fast to avoid him.
That cat may be cute but he's a creepy little mofo and I can't believe the hospice has kept him around this long. If I was a nurse there and he so much as rubbed my ankles I would drop-kick him onto the sidewalk.
"If I was a nurse there and he so much as rubbed my ankles I would drop-kick him onto the sidewalk."
Chelene,
You don't drop-kick Reaper Kitty or anything similar. You lure him out of the hospice or stage with a can of tuna or shrimp...then you quietly close the door.
Don't piss him off or at the very best, you'll wind up doing a face-plant like Beyonce.
ok, that is just plum creepy!
Katie-lah,
Thank God that you have Louie to protect you.
Post a Comment
<< Home