Nothing. No reason. Why do people keep asking about “evil” plans?
Surely, you can’t be serious.*
She’s a tortie, we are always serious, and don’t call us Shirley.*
Really. That’s the line you’re going with?**
Define “evil”, because I’m a little hazy on the whole good/evil thing.
Imagine every atom in your body exploding outward at the speed of light.
No, silly, that’s good/bad.*
I’m bad, I’m bad come on. You know I’m bad!
And, with that communique from Planet Jeeves, we conclude our broadcast.
*Extra (super-adoptable) kitties via Tabby’s Catfe
**Except for this dude. Bob Meowerly got his forever home already.