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Eeep! Oh nos poor kiteh
Reminds me when my old ktties (RIP) were kittens and the brother got behind a tall speaker and knocked it over on to his sis head who was sleeping in front of it. Her head stayed small while her body grew, and she sounded like Darth Vader when she breathed from then on.
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Frivolity, at the edge of a Moral Swamp, hears Hymn-Singing in the Distance and dons the Galoshes of Remorse. ~Edward Gorey
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