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      • LeMar
      • Posted
      • my butt smells fantabulous. you should all
        come over to concur.
      • BOO
      • Posted
      • hapi new year cat friends!!!

        continue making doodie in your litter
        box!

        boo_alpay@yahoo.com
      • -MEOW-
      • Posted
      • **@""@* (`v)
        ***('o')*** `*..*
        *(@)-"-(@) *.*.*) .*)
        **'(@)(@)'* (. (. . .`. `

        _./'\._.**..**..
        *. .* *tO mY cUTE fRIeNds*'`*
        /.*.\ ..**.,.**.*.
        -**NicE tO meEt U**-
        -**sMiLe AlWaYs mY DeaR FriEnDs**-
      • Dolittle
      • Posted
      • Meow, Ana eats dookie.
      • Darko
      • Posted
      • vegas, jacob and mr. cat: bo! triple
        tag team action. nice. can i be part
        of your possy? we can be quadruplets or
        something like that. a gang, a team, a
        group of felines. yeah we can be like
        friends. i guess we are already now, eh?

        -darks
      • Emma
      • Posted
      • Meow meow meow..
        Oh, what can I say about these crazy
        guys? They are so much fun! I'll always
        remember the time when Vegas, Jacob,
        Mr. Cat and I went on this rampage
        through central park. We were hunting
        for the famed sewer rats of manhatten,
        but we didn't find any. It didn't really
        matter though, 'cause there were all
        these other fluttery thingies to attack!
        Jacob and Mr. Cat pounced on leaf
        after leaf, and Vegas totally obliterated
        an uppity pink tissue with one
        impressive swat of her paw!! It was so
        awesome! Can I be you when I grow
        up?
        meow meow meow, yay
        doodiemakers!!!
      • Chico
      • Posted
      • Wow three female cutties... Can I hang
        out sometimes? you all look nice to
        hang-out with..=)
      • mercutio
      • Posted
      • This poem is not addressed to you.
        You may come into it briefly,But no one
        will find you here, no one.You will have
        changed before the poem will.
        Even while you sit there, unmovable,
        You have begun to vanish. And it does
        no matter.The poem will go on without
        you.It has the spurious glamor of certain
        voids.
        It is not sad, really, only empty.
        Once perhaps it was sad, no one knows
        why.It prefers to remember nothing.
        Nostalgias were peeled from it long ago.
        Your type of beauty has no place here.
        Night is the sky over this poem.It is too
        black for stars.And do not look for any
        illumination.You neither can nor should
        understand what it means.
        Listen, it comes with out guitar,
        Neither in rags nor any purple fashion.
        And there is nothing in it to comfort you.
        Close your eyes, yawn. It will be over
        soon.You will forge the poem, but not
        before It has forgotten you. And it does
        not matter.It has been most beautiful in
        its erasures.O bleached mirrors!
        Oceans of the drowned!
        Nor is on
      • Ykkeess
      • Posted
      • you are all very good-looking...it's nice
        you all live in a nice cool house...your
        humans must be very lucky =)

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