get off of there cat. there is pizza in that box and I intend to eat it. i don’t care if you’re deathly ill and this is the first nap you’ve had in weeks… well, okay. you can stay there for five more minutes.
whatever i didn’t even want to post this because the submitter told me the heartbreaking story about this stray cat her family took care of until it died. but…
get down from there cat. how did you get up on the pizza box anyway? you probably like it because it’s nice and warm, right? but you’re preventing me from eating my pizza so you really shouldn’t be there. and once i take the pizza out you’ll not like the box anymore which means you are a flip-flopper, cat. and no one likes a flip-flopper.
get away from there cat. you are just a thief and a beggar. i ordered that pizza for myself not for you. you wouldn’t even want that pizza if i had ordered some for you so just stay away from leftovers.
get off of there cat. you cannot lay on that box. you are not a wing machine. you eat wings not make them and those are two very different things cat, especially considering you’re not allowed to eat wings anyway.
get off of there cat. that is not a cat bed it is my pizza box. i am really hungry cat and you are keeping me from my food. i do not appreciate this at all? would you rather i ate you instead? that’s what i thought.
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