Cat, in all of its incarnations, hates us. You, me, and most likely its creator, for subjecting it to the predictable species that is homo sapiens. As long as the food keeps coming so will the feigned loving. Cat needs us not and smirks at the very mention of the word domesticated. Any feline worth his whiskers will tell you he is more than capable of getting his own food and finding his own shelter. But hey, who doesn't like a free ride?
Within these pages you will find that Cat has far less than your well-being at the forefront of his agenda . . . but then you always knew that deep down, didn't you , loser?
- Publication Date:
- 09 / 12 / 2004
- 158 x 158 x 13mm