02-13-2008, 12:02 AM
I almost puked on my cat once. My bf (at the time - not Jimmy) propsed the night before and I accepted. So, to wash away the regret of having said that, I drank myself into a stupor. The next morning, I had the wonderful job of telling my parents (who disliked him). As I was walking up to the front door, I stopped to throw up in the bushes. The cat walked right up to me as I was about to hurl. I kicked him out of the way. After I puked, he looked at me as if I was insane and then proceeded to lick the vomit off of my shoe.
Stupid animals.
Stupid animals.
