ME: *transferring kitties to clean cages w/ water and food and litterboxes, tum te tum* O hay, new kitty. Hallo!
CAT: *innocently* Mew.
ME: *is a sucker* *reaches in and picks her up*
ME: OH GOD WHY ISN'T THE VULCAN NECKGRAB THING WORKING
CAT: DIE POONY HOOMN DIE *RIPS IN HALF*
AUTOBOTS: *roll out*
EPIC BATTLE: *is very epic and explodey*
MICHAEL BAY: *needs a cigarette*
OPTIMUS PRIME: You left me no choice, brother. *stuffs EVIL MEGATRON in a cage*
CAT: *innocently* Mew?
RATCHET: Might want to dab some alcohol on that.
ME: *bleeds* ;_;
So that was my morning. How is everyone else doing?
Fangirls: *resurrect me and give me a hot boyfriend in uniform*
Context has apparently found a giant, alien cube in the kennel run.