Good ridance, I say. They can clone the outside, but it's what's inside that gives us cattitude. Although that's an amazin amount of alliteration... fur a bean.
I have severely repremanded my woman fur her recent failure to help me blog. Not only has she been negligent, but she posted fur Victor and not fur ME. I'm the important one, after all.
She claims her recent absense was fur werk. Then how do you asplain these pictures of trees? They don't look like they're in any mini soda. An all her werk is on puters. Show me the puter, woman!
I still don't see any soda. Not that white bakin soda an no wet sticky soda. I see water. LOTSA water.
And this... what IS this? Somefing railroad related, I spose. Hey, stoopid, yur gonna get rained on. An if you do, don't come drippin on ME. Ewww.
Back to the copy cats... would a cloned cat do this?
VICTOR!!!! This is MY post. MINE. Go way!
Bonnie's square! Psst... click any pictor to bigify - Victor