Tomcats eating the less interesting members of society
Created | Updated Feb 17, 2004
Tomcats are things that live in alleyways in only the best melodramatic story-books. Commonly found in their vicinity are black-scuffed trashcan lids and paper cups with spasmatic and eager colors and text upon them, these smiling faces (that resemble more often than not speed popping hookers wearing war paint) tell people to buy things. Remnants of 1980's American trash are all that litter the alleyway homes of Tomcats. 1980's trash usually consists of the 28 year olds that have managed to keep up with gaming trends while smoking pot the entire time, or post yuppie yuppies (people who claim to be for the environment and so they accessorize with things that say "water is good" or "don't not feed the hungry hungry trees you fascist" that are more often than not 100% oil byproduct). So these real Tomcats. The ones you can only read about, because they are utterly invisible unless spilled through the tip of a pen. Imagine an orange one named "Cucumber the Third," or "Zorgon the Nifty." They feed on these post yy's and ex generation exers and keep their populations under control while they still manage to breed amongst all the anti-sex propaganda in this wonderful pro-human christian country and drugs that should have rendered them impotent by now, not to mention that having sex when drunk has been known to cultivate rabies, or at least the distant feeling of stupidity and the very undistant feeling of itching. Imagine all the people in the world holding hands and drinking out of paper cups. These cups with have warrior hookers on them, smiling next to scribbled aqau nothings hastily splashed onto them in hopes of profit. But why not just make the cups white? And let these porcelain hussies get paid to be billboards instead of floorboards. Or... the cups could be their natural color? Anyone think of that?
"NO!" They replied.
Apparently no one in the business of making money has, or will ever, any idea how to do it. What it is, is up to you. But it sounds like it needs doing, since it's so vague it doesn't seem to now where it's going.
ho hum
hum and dum my friends.
hum and dum.
"NO!" They replied.
Apparently no one in the business of making money has, or will ever, any idea how to do it. What it is, is up to you. But it sounds like it needs doing, since it's so vague it doesn't seem to now where it's going.
ho hum
hum and dum my friends.
hum and dum.
