Here’s what I’m thinking…
I’ve been hearing this fucking cat outside my window locked in some cumsock’s apartment for the past 2 months. From about 8am to 8pm everyday it lets out 5 to 10 wretched, gutteral, yowls taking 45 second breaks in between yowling spells to calculate it’s next daring escape plan. When Plan-B never arrives it starts right back up with the fucking yowling. I must be the only person in the 200 or so apartments surrounding the courtyard behind my apartment being driven up the wall by the miserable creature or I’m sure some kind policeman or animal control officer or maybe a concerned god damned neighbor would have mentioned to the cat’s illustrious owner that he\she needs to close his\her fucking window or find some other means of putting an end to the fucking yowling already.
Here’s what I think the cat is thinking..
Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, Yowl… ok that aint working maybe if I try Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, Yowl… Drat! The door is still sealed tight! Curse this impenetrable studio apartment fortress! At least there is an off chance that I’m bugging the shit out of some asshole trying to watch TV in fucking peace. Now where was I? Or right..Yowl, Yowl, Yowl, etc.
Here’s what I think the cat’s owner is thinking…
Fucking DUUHHHHHHHHHHH!
Here’s what I think my teeming millions of readers are thinking…
*Pff* douche.