I am my cats pet I am trained to be the best fish chef... I can toss fresh salmon in the air with a single flip without a care with one hand in downward dog in a headstand while on a log I can entertain as I coo her name acting goofy with no shame while her green eyes say, "You're so lame." The bubble message just above her head? Oh, Hell- No! Not this again! I really need something new to read. The books you own aren't up to speed. Btw, I've read every issue of Film News Seriously. If I could sing right now? "I'd sing the blues! Okay. Okay. I get it now. You're a vegetarian you don't eat fish, and you don't eat cow. Check the labels. Check them twice. You don't eat face. You don't eat mice. I'm so happy to be your pet. Look how pretty your table's set!
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