So the little cat, Ethel, says to me, "Stupid monkey."
"What did you say?"
"You heard me, stupid monkey. M-u-n-k-p-h-i-s-h-e-y. Monkey."
"But there's no ph-"
"The fish is for smelling, no spelling, Munkphishey."
"Right."
I really shouldn't pick fights the cats.
2 comments:
Melissa, sweetie, you need to get out more. Actually, you need to get out NOW! Go out the front door and take a deep breath of fresh Philly air...
(wait 30 secs)
...Better now? Good. Sorry to break your heart, but cats really shouldn't be talking to you.
Especially about monkeys.
I know, it's sad.
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