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oh dear god
*melts into carpet*
Random story:
I love kittens. Who doesn't. I'll never forget babysitting this one time in middle school - these folks' cat had kittens. When they called me over to sit for their baby who was already asleep, I had time to play with these kittens. There were about 7 or 8 maybe. I was on the floor with them watching tv and wrestling around with them and such. Well they wouldn't leave me the fuck alone. After maybe 30 minutes, it was almost like a horror movie. They just kept trying to walk up my shirt on my back or they would jump on my hands and bite them or they'd try to get in my sleeves or up my pant legs. The only thing I could do was pick them up like little balloons and toss them across the room. They loved it. It was a game for them. They kept running right back for more and I couldn't keep them off of me. I was assaulted by kittehs.
Sweet memory though. In between the bites and scratches, it was an over abundance of cute.
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