Signs that fatigue or possibly tertiary syphilis is taking over your brain
My cat is hanging out on my bed and I’ll usually say, in a sing-song voice “hey kitty,” “hey stinky” or something to that effect. Just now, not 2 seconds ago, I looked at my cat and sang “All the cats standing in the line for the litter box!”
And I’m out.
I’ve been singing, “All my single kitties, all my single kitties… put ya paws up!” to my cat Jack, much to his annoyance.
Source: kiamatthews
