So for Q the cat will make plenty of questions come due. As the stupid things have once more been coming into my view. Or at least make little sense when you think about them too much. Maybe I should tone the Face it Facts down a touch. Bah, screw that. As you humans still make no sense to the cat.
Ever think how dumb using the title "World Series" actually is? Every other sport has the championship name make sense to their current biz, except those more classified as a hobby, but the cat's already been down that lobby. Yet baseball seems to think it's so grand that it names its main championship the World Series and sings it out across the land. Hmm so I guess that one WHOLE Canadian team, amongst all the American teams that gleam, really makes the "World" aspect of it stick. Who knew having a Canadian could do the trick?
So you choke as you down water at your hall, whether because you drank too fast or just got hit with a World Series ball. Yeah, not going to let that go just yet. But I will soon so don't fret. Anyway, you cough up a lung and then from the nearest yap comes this pile of dung. "Take a drink of water or whatever else you drink." Really? I'm coughing on the stuff and you want to add more to my current kink? You trying to kill me? Or drown me in an apple juice sea? I'll drink when the throat is clear. Until then that phrase I do not want to hear.
Another one is "It went down the wrong hole?" Did I forget to pay a toll? As I must have got gipped or something for only one hole I seem to have to sing. Maybe it's magic and the second hole only shows up when things get tragic. But yeah when choking let's blame the magic hole that appears and disappears like some flag pole.
Then there is the whole "Do Not Stick Q-Tip in Ear." Where do they want me to put it? My rear? If you're a moron and have to shove it in so it gets stuck, in the brain cell category you are strat out of luck. Maybe they want you to stick it up your nose and then out the ears it goes? Think that would work? Could clear your nostrils, which would be an added perk.
Why do people, who are standing right beside you, insist on telling you the weather? Do they think you are blinded by a feather? Or maybe two feet away brings a whole new day. So each has to have their say. It's rainy over here. Over here the sun is giving a cheer. Pffft right! Do they think it is night? Maybe they think I'm a blind cat? Sometimes I envy that deaf rat.
Smash a printer? What is up with that? Who would come up with such a dumb chime? Must be Pat. What does smashing a printer get you? But having to go spend money for something new. Maybe that could be grand. So if it lends a hand, the cat will take the fame. Of course if it is lame, blame that Pat guy. Still don't you want to give it a try?
Wasn't that some fun randomness for the day? Hopefully it didn't cause too much dismay. For I may have made you think and brought you to the brink. Or just could have made you think I'm crazy, which could also make your eyes go hazy. Either way the randomness has come to pass and that is all for now from my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.