Dear Mortal Enemy,
I am writing to inform you that I have secured the world's supply of Benedryl, which you can no longer stockpile behind your litter box, and have invested in a state-of-the-art gas mask which can sustain human life for up to 123 days in the event of successive cat bombings (or even a single, cat-astrophic detonation). Furthermore, I have shielded myself by wearing ROD-proof underwear, so I'm safe from your evil gaze should you continue to send me Ray of Death stares from across the room.
I am immune to any further attempts to banish me from the Enclave in the Kingdom of Sweden Ruled by His Most Esteemed and Benevolent Highness the Dictator Currently Known as Sir Ullrick the Wondercat the III 1/2.
Sincerely,
The Dude
posted by Curiosa @ Thursday, March 16, 2006
9 comments
9 Comments:
Time to get rid of The Dude.
No! No! No "cat free" zones. You must triumph here, Ullrick. Think about what the future would be like!
Ullrick, this guy seems serious.
Dude,
Your gas mask stinks.
Sincerely,
All Kitties.
Ullrick, I am worried for you. This Dude seems like a serious rival. You and the Mini-Kitten may have to take more drastic action to get rid of him...
I anticipate major trouble here. Should be fun to watch!
What the...?! Where does he come off talking to you like that?
Someone must be put in his place and SOON!
Sounds like you potentially have a huge battle going on here. Be careful, but stay strong and diligent in your efforts.
Go forth and conquer!
Ullrick, check my advice on the Alpha Male post.
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