I'm sorry mommy, I really do love you...but...you see...I was born on the streets. I'm a straight up G, a feral cat. This homey life just ain't me. Where i'm from (garbage dump in front of JCPenney's) it's all about killin', hos,...uhm... killin' hos, and drinkin' 40's. I'm not used to being all classy, using standard English, and proper ( Read more... )

First of all, mommy hasn't paid her electric bill. This means I am going to be stuck in a hot, stuffy apartment with no one to talk to except for this fluffball terror that she has allowed into MY turf ( Read more... )

it sho is fun ( Read more... )