I Eat Cats (Cos I'm Asian)
So one day, I was walking down the sidewalk, like a normal human
being
Cos I ain't a cat, you know?
But anyway, I was walking and all of a sudden, I heard footsteps.
At first, I thought of them as nothing, and just kept walking.
To be honest, I thought they may have been...pawsteps... you know,
like from a cat.
But after what seemed like ten minutes, I started to become anxious
What the fuck was behind me? Was it human? was it cat? Was it some-
thing worth turning around for?
Reason why I was worried was because I passed about ten blocks
already, and those damn footsteps kept ranging about.
Was I turning paranoid? Am I going insane?
I'm going to look behind me when I reach the next block, I told
myself
And I did.
And boy, I wished I had sooner, for what laid in my gaze was the
most booti-and I mean booty-full dame I've ever laid my peepers on
She had thighs so thick, I could just put hot sauce on them and
gobble away.
Which I did.
Cannibalism!





