HLN-A: Nice going, Rockwell...you left all their guts on the outside! Rockwell Prime: Is it too much to ask, that my critics appreciate a little artistic license?
So I pet the orange cat in the wrong spot accidentally so he started to ing hunt me down until I yelled at the top of my lung(s), " OFF YOU MORBID MENACE" and to my surprise, he left me alone. Though he did manage to get a cut on my pinky.
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