Collecting 80's heavy metal tabletures (I don't know how to play music, I just like 'em), Walking on the hood of your car and leaving my paw prints, Hissing at random shit to freak people out, making shadow puppets with my paws (I can make a pretty good snowman), licking my nuts in front of you while you eat (You think I don't know that it bothers you?) hahahahahahahahahahah. I mean, "Meow."
Sean Penn, Shriner Monkeys, HR from Bad Brains, Anthony Michael Hall, Buddha, Colonel Sanders, the 2 bearded guys from ZZ Top, Jim Davis (to kick that fucker's ass), Sun Tzu, Lydia Lunch (circa 15 years ago), Julius Caesar, anyone from Menudo, Yngwie Malmsteen, the fat guy that plays Tony Soprano, and hot chicks from the island of Lesbo. Word.
You know how you people sometimes listen to music, and go "wait, wait turn that down, I thought I heard something!!" That cracks me up. There ain't shit out there homie. Quit getting so damn high all the time! Stupid hippies. What do I care about music? I'm a cat.
The documentary about our wrestling days. I don't want to brag..but we were kinda famous. Whatever.
Wrasslin'
I read a book called Wagahaiwa Neko-De Aru (I am a Cat) by some Jap writer. You know what? It's not an autobiography. It's bullshit.
The bi-ped who invented the cat's eye contacts that all the goth geeks wear. People SOOOOOOOOOO wish that they can be cats. And the guy who feeds me 2 CANS of soft-yum-yum CAN FOOD per DAY. That guy fucking rules.