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interview with a pussy.cat




Me: Heya pussy, cat

Cat: What's your problem?

Me: Come on, don't be a pussy. Move aside, you're hiding the view.

Cat: What view? Trust me, nothing new under the pink.

Me: Under the sun, you mean.

Cat: Don't fix me, I'm burning here with or without your sun.

Me: How dare you complain? That's a cool job you got, keeping an eye on the pink treasures, two inches from paradise.

Cat: Yeh right, a real paradise...

Me: Are you denying it?

Cat: I don't get you guys. What do you all want from the pussy anyway. A bunch of pink lips covering another set of pink lips covering another set. You tell me dude, wouldn't you prefer a tasty babushka, made of chocolate?

Me: You don't understand, it is sweeter than chocolate.

Cat: Oh yeh? And smells like teen spirit?

Me: Aha! Listening to Nirvana pussy? I mean cat.

Cat: I know what I like, now go away.

Me: Let me see the view first.

Cat: Go and buy a magazine or something, now let me do my job.

Me: Ok, ok...enjoy your day, cat.

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