| I hate Cap'n Crunch |
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| 04:09am 24/09/2003 |
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It's a fickle day. First, the val was asleep. Then, she was awake. First, I was cuddly. Then, I was irritable. Then I was aloof, then I was cuddly again, then I chased a ball all over the house and got into the trash. Now I'm bitey and loud.
See, I hate Cap'n Crunch. There's a big box of it over here, and I hate it. I hate the box. And I hate the Cap'n. I'm going to kill him while the val sleeps. Right now I'm just toying with him, with my claws of doom. But later I shall kill him with my face.
He would kill me first if he had the chance. I hate him. |
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| Nearly forgot |
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| 04:16am 24/09/2003 |
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In my fervent hatred of the Cap'n, I nearly forgot to tell you. I have been working on the Purr of Doom machine. I am constructing it in the small one's room while she is away, which is why the door is closed save for a plastic dinosaur.
Please do not remove the plastic dinosaur as it is integral to our plans. |
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