I really can't believe you would hope that the cat falls down between two fences and can't climb out...
... longing for the hypothermia to come so the sweet oblivion takes over before the hunger turns to pains and the pain of abandonment by god turns into acceptance of fait.

That when the winter thores and the british summer hits, the ice cube encased cat turns into a kabab and his children notice a smell that turns into a reek... leading to further investigation, with the result being a maggot filled carcus of a cat and a child's lost of innocence.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 29 Nov 2010, 12:11, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

There's a guy on my street
that leaves his cat out overnight. Last night it got down to -4. I'm calling the RSPCA on him.
( Kroney, Mon 29 Nov 2010, 12:15, Reply)

You bod, dobbing him in, you'd get bare beats for that.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 29 Nov 2010, 12:20, Reply)