Cats are tiny women in little fur coats.
They're unpredictable and moody, they leave their hair everywhere, they do what they want and rarely listen to you. When you want to play, they want to be alone. When you want to be alone, they want to play. And they expect you to cater to their every whim.
There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes, and maybe it’s too much for us, but it’s all on you. Because if we can’t protect the Earth, you can be damn well sure we’ll avenge it.
Hello?
Put Natasha on the phone.
Who is this?
This is her fucking son's father. Who is this?
This is her fucking son.
..........oh.......
Call back in 20 minutes. *click*
Boy, you could get lost in a sky like that. I wish I had those balloons again.
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