I used to have a semi-outdoor cat. She could come and go from the basement through a cat door. That little shit knew where my bedroom was and every morning she would climb up on the shelf as high as possible and meow loudly as if to say, “Hey! Hey Dumbass! Are you gonna feed me or what!? Heeeeyyyy!”
“Can we get a show show of hands just to confirm we’re ready to move forward?”
MeEveryone, who wasn’t listening and doesn’t have a clue what they were just talking about: ✋