That’s it, it’s a “special edition” and not late at all. Right? Yeah, I don’t believe me either. On to the cats.
The sun, it melts me. I die.
That’s not melting. THIS is melting.
The Russian judge gives your entire competition a 3.5. Just sad.
Oh my team! Oh the felinity!
You cats are embarrassing the rest of us. Stop it. Now.
I concur with my colleague, Pippin the fluffernut.
Srsly, what’s up with these McCullough cats and their showbiz ways?
I think it’s a disgrace.
Real cats hide from cameras carried by people named McCullough. Like this.
And now for something completely different…
Can’t touch this! I will kill you with my mind.
Why are you down playing with the dogs when you should be up here giving me treats?
There. Much better, serving catkind as thumb-monkeys were born to do.
