Reliably Awesome!
*All night long* he stayed inside that catbox I jizzboy prepared for him! I used it like I losed it and he was softly in the goodinx! I was typing on my wifes you know what. And then we had *sex* while he was *right there*, the little pervert in the making! Like he didn't know what *sex* *was* *glare*!
I typed it out with space to mind.
She was laughing her ass off.
And not with us, were his grandparents. Oh ripe furrosity!
He was angry that he had no gatchapon to play in his house.
It was mine uncles! I hoisted the main sails and told him he'd go anfarrin away to see the delete button crash into the sunderbits and he said no way! But jose! And then I did my dance again!
We made love over the scrabble match we played. I set it down.
Do you want me to relax or do you want to play some fucking tunes, my boy?
I told him he was still not *glare* allowed near my batooty. He was over there somewhere else something fierce! And I was not that youthful anymore, sonny! I said he was *glare* and there he was and then *glare* he was eating from *their larder*! I was angry! This means he is *stealing our k-cups*! I had proof of it right there! They said he was allowed to do that sort of shit. And I disagreed. Oh, did I ever. They told me the proud and pompous fool was allowed over *any time he wanted* and that he was even cuter than mein tell! I said she was sure the soup du jour! Perhaps more than was necessary! She said he was cuter than a button, and then plox, could you please button up? Oh yeah! I burst from that calamatitty! She had two of them herself. He did not tell anyone why or reason 1 or number 1 or number 2 about the gibiber! I said he was Justin Bieber! And he said no, he ain't, because he needs a hoowee doggy! Look at that banner! So you what? They say it all the time. When men and women fucking righteously, I said no way Jose and backed out of that tight demeter before it was a squelch-and-rizzo campaign for the anony-bellows.
How did we end up like that?
He said it was two times out of seven that they were considering leaving Earth back for home.
I said who else?
And he showed me the mommy dick pics I didn't want to see!
Oh, Goyd! I knew there was a long tale behind this madness! There were other Cat-Felynes!
He said yeah there was and started to *glare* are you that obvious, son? He was the cat-Devil?
And then he was in cahoots with the starships and the death glares and the rocket pills and behind all this mess and *deplorable*? I complained. Oh, wow. They could kill us all kit-cat out in an instant, huh? Soweet! But they are choosing not to because they are cat-people? Oh. Forx. And. Devils.
I went to the kitchenairy and the paddy-faddy was split off with the Actiated Riceballcakes or whatever is in this poorobian declair. I said nimble on the fits! He was eating some stone sourpussydineez. I said don't be a sourl, be a cowl! He said he didn't like to eat with his teeth.
I saw through that boreezey meezy look at the timey jee*glare*! Actun!
I said he had toothless le lest he grin. He said it was timeouts. I was in the crabble pitz! And he said north or south, buttshits. If I left him he'd try to play again! I was dancing and *glare*'d at the way out.
It was time to have sex! Then he had sex *with himself* I am sure of it! No way Sooo, what is your favorite Roobux character, mirday we're going dodecahedropuff style! Depumped and dirrty I felt like I had riskey'd myself with the friskies. She was now parted out but we had to have sex *again* so I later went and used the turfy muffinship on the evilgrispy*glare* was that a bun in my oven!? I screamed at her in a short stint! She said it was dollar for doi itagaki sensei not that sensible to make love without her earmuffs. I was ona noholes! I used myself to tell her she was ruff! And she made me use the double-ruff! And then I danced and she was bad romanized ly and I was *glare*lydia is a better song diss! And then I yissed and yas'd and she said she was cornbeehived and stolkingly hot, my yimine crickets! I saw her through the asda complex and it was 78'd. I was qwertyuiop and she was azerty-certain or something that was not the occasional misconception about my Femhumanity to man's apple! I saw her and told her she was my coochie-coo! And then she was out with her ballyhoo! And the jimboree and the tamboree!
But then she was fine with that and this again!
And then also in the mist's against the paloy not the hanoi we played, so towerful, bye-bye, little scram! *glare* He wouldn't leave. He was going nowhere soon as ever. And I might dance, but in my underpants, I could not be in this her parents house! It was hard to say. Hard to say indeed.
But then again life was now occasionally purrsomeity? Is someone there? He was whacking off in the garthca! In fact it was just a way to get WiFi. There was hardly any in hurr! He was in the closet! He said he wanted more mosh*glare*, what was that again? Thanks! I know, baby, 'cuz it hurts me to *kapow*! Then he realigned and said he was purty awful. Then again, come so lonesomely sometime, alright? Fat's that away! He was in Minnie's sota or something so whatever cor blimey.