my mum bbq-ed some fish for dinner
and somehow the fish din turned out the way we wanted it to
and knowing that the block that we live in do house some cats downstairs
my dad decided HEY! WHY NOT GIVE TO THOSE POOR LIL FELLOWS?
and we're like STEADY ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
so we wrapped up the remaning 'burnt' fish with newspaper
my brother and i made our way downstairs
and first thing we did was "so how we find the cat?" O.o
so we went around the whole carpark going "meowmeow! tsktsktsk meowmeow!"
"we look like idiots!"
"well thank god its night! people cant see us!"
"oh yeah. . . .
"meow meow! tsktsktsk meowmeow!"
so we walked round the garbage, searched the bottom of cars and lorries
"OI! THE CAT BESIDE OUT CAR LA DEYYY!"
so my brother opened the newspapers and damn!
cats sure have the ultimate sense of smell
literally followed us wherever we went. . with the fish =P
so we left the cat to his/her fish
and i feel good about it
cause we fed a poor resident of the world =)
you can never escape from the pigment of imagination
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