Having defeated an entire pack of swimsuits, I sleep at peace.
Swimsuits, huh? You’re not tough till you’ve handled children’s toys.
There is something seriously wrong with both of you.
Conference clothes are the only true prey for a feline murder beast.
Hah! I kill entire posts with my mighty floofs!
There is really something wrong with them.
You may have a point, my brother.
Because the foofy orange caterpillar of death is the perfect prey!
I’m honestly sorry I started this whole thing. I retreat to my castle.
