Tomkyou!!! (aka Kyou the Katman)

Hello, it's me again. The real owner of this blog. And it's for sure, this time. Instead of bitching, I finally got proactive in getting that stupid cat to shut up. FOR GOOD. Let me paint a picture.

Yesterday:

Me: Tra la la la la, hey! Someone downstairs is playing an R-rated video! *thinks* I could just watch it, but then again, what is the internet for? (Ugh, I can't believe I even thought that). I know! I'll just get the guy watching it to turn up the volume, and then, *snicker*

*I tell the guy my plan. He just stares at me blankly*



Tomkyou: REOOOOOOOOOOOWR! What is this I hear? LADIES? I'm comin' for ya, babes! PRRRRR!
*Tomkyou dashes downstairs*
Me: Say hello to my little friend!

*no comment necessary*


I introduced Tomkyou to my Glock. The two had a, how should I say, firey conversation, but Tomkyou quickly yielded to my friend's flashy, blinding rhetoric. (For those of you with no imagination whatsoever, I shot the damn furball launcher in his godless face). As I speak, he should be nice and crispy on a rotisserie in cat hell--



ROOOOOOOOOOOOWR! You bastard!

T-Tomkyou!?! Impossible!

HSSSS! Have you ever heard of "nine lives", you son of a bitch?

TO BE CONTINUED!....