July 25, 2020
I'm sari, meowmy. I have been a very bad boy. That's what I 'm saying to her, but I'm not sari at all. I had an illustrious 2-day Bollywood Bash with Indian delicacies like Rogan Josh treats, Lassi, and more!
#vrs121 showed off her taut and toned tummy as she sashayed and swiveled those sexy hips of hers as she belly danced the night away. #Senor_Tacos_Day played his guitar purr-fectly, and I got wasted and danced atop my cat tree to only the finest Bollywood beats! I then hurled behind a fake palm tree as I seemed to have partaken in a little too much joy of the evening.
I made sure to sniff a little of the quality "stuff" I created with a few fine and foxy Russian Blues whose exotic purring left me wanting more. I just love those foreign beauties. They have such intoxicating style, melodic accents, and international prowess that leaves an all-American boy like me mewing like a kitten.
I thought #vrs121 was gonna get kicked out for indecency by the cops and security for her crude and saucy moves. Several of the kittays called the cops, but I was able to use my cool moves and suave language to keep her out of the slammer. I know a few of the higher ups and they make sure none of my pawties ever get shutdown.
#misty_jr_mainecoon was finer than a water fountain on a hot summer's day. Too bad she has a man. That girl could have this Tabasco tiger in a New York minute. Her arresting looks and non-stop curves send me into overdrive.
Her man, got all bent out of shape that she danced with me at the pawty. She said he gave her permission, but he's denying it all now. He's just jealous that his woman wants this senior, sensitive, and spectacular tabby all to herself. Just say the words Misty and I am all yours, girl.
Right now, I'm pretty wasted. I'm still trying to sleep it off. I've tried to get up several times, but my paws just aren't working right. One paw goes north, one paw, goes south, and the other goes east. I guess I'll just have to take a chill for another hour or so until the Caturday night pawties begin. I'll be hanging from the rafters after a short tongue bath and a quick energizing meal.
The night awaits and what shall it bring? The terror that is Butchy Boy!
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