I didn’t have a chance to finish the follow up on the wedding weekend so I’ll leave you with this instead:
I woke up to the Great Kitty Trifecta this morning: The unrelenting scent of a massive, unapologetic deuce, and the sound of the cat hacking up an Alien-esque hairball… twice.
It was like taking a cold shower while drinking a grande mocha coffee with a shot of Red Bull.
If anything makes the case for those Clapper light switches, it’s walking into a dark hallway knowing there’s a huge pile of vomit somewhere on the floor.
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