...And into the Winnebago he flew like a flash; straight to his keyboard he went, and more cat-aliens began to appear everywhere...
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...and with his place stinking like cat poo, he put a finger by his nose, and with a nod of his head, up thru the chimney he flewand they decided his Winnebago would make a great, giant litter box
...Off to the store for 100 pounds of cat food that he knew would only last a weekI am laughing so hard, and this is not the first time in this wonderful thread!
He sprang to his motorcycle, to his Harley he gave a kick start, And away he blew like the shot of a pistol.
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