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I've gotta say that any comparison between a human doing drugs and a cat on catnip is quite a reach. Cats are not human, so the whole thing falls apart right there.
My cat, Ben, loves catnip. For about five minutes anyway. He sniffs it, runs around acting crazy for five minutes, then he just loses interest.
Then he tries to bite me.
Little fucker.
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I can sum up the clash of religion in one sentence:
"My Invisible Friend is better than your Invisible Friend."
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