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cats can’t cook

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after-beer words of wisdom paraphrased in a local (US) regional phraseology:

Wendy: “I needs me a boyfriend to do the cookin’ and stuff, cats is ok but they caint cook”

Matrix: shhhhhhhnnnnrrrrrrrrrr……….

Cats, like boyfriends, can and do snore

Matrix sleeping

Am I DULL or what!!!

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2 bits of lovely banter on “cats can’t cook”

  1. Drew writes:
    February 28th, 2006

    Jesus! (Oh, “His” name! Whatever.) I can hook ya up with more grammatical rednecks if’n that’s what yer after.

    I likes me a woman who’s inta rednicks.Wimmings is ok by me! Likes ‘em!

    Did you wander onto the set of some remake of Deliverance? WTF?

    Stop goin’ to bars in Poulsbo . . .

    Better yet . . . take me with you. I can play you effeminate younger brother. (Oh how many times have I done that? 3? Yes.Three.)

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  2. Drew writes:
    March 2nd, 2006

    Deepest apologies for being drunk and for forgetting that I shouldn’t make references to myself that other folks wouldn’t necessarily understand. Oops.

    How would the Wendy House not be able to read my mind? I wasn’t even wearing my aluminum foul beanie at the time, after all.

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