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April 14, 2008>

Beasts, Peeps

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My reaction at seeing the picture of the 35lb cat Orazio, dubbed as the real life Garfield, was that of skepticism. I thought that the thing that looked like a fat cat couldn’t be real, and it probably was photoshopped or something along that line – look at the friggin cat in that picture, does he look real to you? When I told exactly that to the co-worker who sent me the link, he assured me that he saw the cat on the news the day before. Then somebody else sent me another link to the same fat cat story, I got really angry. I call that mistreatment and abuse. That cat’s face is going to make the appearance in my next nightmare, and I even know how that nightmare is going to end – this cat is going to get bigger and bigger, his eyes bulging, his tummy expanding like a balloon, his limbs getting shorter and shorter and finally he’s gonna pop with his body parts all over me. And I’m going to wake up and curse that woman who claims to love Orazio flashing that broad smile towards the camera. Bitch.