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April 06, 2010

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qbert

Love the Emo cat. I always thought I sensed a touch of melancholy in her eyes when she turned on me and scratched the heck out of my arms.

The Stitch Up

She was younger then.  She turned her rage outward.  Now she is much more thoughtful.  Hey, do you have any awesome scars from that cat attack?  I bet its a great conversation starter in the biker bars!

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