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Greetings Fur-less Monkeys.

21 Apr

Greetings fur-less monkeys. Spartapuss here. I’ve taken charge of the Pooterbox again. Who needs opposable thumbs, eh?

Graphite sketch: Sparta the cat.

The idiot she-monkey’s been at it again, with the pushing a dirty stick around on a book and making grubby marks on the nice clean paper and claiming it looks like me. Now it’s all dirty and I’ll have to lick it clean – when she’s not looking.  Or maybe I’ll get some dirt on my paws and rub them over it and show her how it should be done. I did it before. She ran around shrieking like the monkeys do when they get excitable. Which seems to be most of the time.

I don’t know what’s worse, the shrieking or the kissing. What is it with the fur-less monkeys and all the kissing, eh? One minute they’re behaving themselves reasonably well [I’ve heard there are other types of monkeys who throw their poo!] and the next they’re grabbing hold of you and their great big babboon mouths slobber all over the top of your head! I asked my fellow feline goddess, Ming The Merciless about the kissing. And the shrieking. She says the fur-less monkeys are all quite mad. That makes sense.

Graphite sketch: Ming The Merciless.

The she-monkey did this scribble while Ming The Merciless was asleep. Another nice clean white piece of paper wasted! I’ll have to lick that one clean too. After I’ve had a nap. Or two. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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