Gut Rumbles

January 05, 2005

cat tale

I can just see myself in this situation. The day I give up my seat on an airplane to a fucking CAT is the day I'm ready to rest a long time in a rubber room.

I hate cats.


Ain't nothing wrong with cats.

You just ain't used the right sauce yet.

Posted by: og on January 5, 2005 01:14 PM

If that happened to me, and my wife tried to talk me into giving up our seats for a stranger with a cat, I can't promise I would have said anything at all. I think I would have just looked at Chris, maybe blinked a couple of times, then just turned around and got on the plane.

Dammit, there are just some ideas that don't warrant discussion.

Posted by: McGehee on January 5, 2005 02:07 PM

*tosses the cat down that gaping crack between the aircraft and the jetway* Cat, what cat? I don't see a cat, or a problem with getting on the plane.

And I am SICK UNTO DEATH with people that bring their dogs on planes, and said dogs then bark/grow/whine/wail the entire flight. I love animals, but there are limits ...

Posted by: maggot on January 5, 2005 02:41 PM

Don't worry, MAGGOT. Pretty soon any barking will be drowned out by the incessant yapping of people talking on cell phones throughout the entire flight.

Posted by: kc on January 5, 2005 09:42 PM
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