Oh really, PETA?
Please take this opportunity to kiss my big, pasty ass. The big, pasty ass that has my MadCat panting with lust, especially when I deliberately sashay along in front of him in the mall, tight jeans and all. Ah, wallowing around like a whale after eating a nice big pork roast (oh no, Fatty McFatterson! Eat the pig, BECOME the pig, no?).
Thanks for pointing out the stupidity, Mo Pie. I may not be a particularly eloquent blogger but I can appreciate the talent in others!
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