Seeking the truth, even if it hurts, in the depressingly dank Cave of Adullam
That cat looks like Remy, my male cat...but it's not him because he never leaves home; and he doesn't have a passport, anyway.
What do you mean, you have nothing to say!There's the park, the museum, the state of your laundry....And you give me a photograph of a cat!Faugh!You've lived south of the border too long...
How do you know?Your cat may not have disclose his docs to you, but can you be sure he has not dreamed of travel?
Lee, That canny be Remy, that cat never goes far.Fly, Oh you do make me laugh!Soub, You are alive? I thought she had eaten you!
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That cat looks like Remy, my male cat...but it's not him because he never leaves home; and he doesn't have a passport, anyway.
What do you mean, you have nothing to say!
There's the park, the museum, the state of your laundry....
And you give me a photograph of a cat!
Faugh!
You've lived south of the border too long...
How do you know?
Your cat may not have disclose his docs to you, but can you be sure he has not dreamed of travel?
Lee, That canny be Remy, that cat never goes far.
Fly, Oh you do make me laugh!
Soub, You are alive? I thought she had eaten you!
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