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Walks the lady with the dog, and then out of the corner of a giant red cat…
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Yesterday on the way home saw a picture. On the paved path busily paces luxurious Madame with a fluffy MOP of blond hair, and a thin leash he runs a small trembling creature — whether a dog, or a mouse. There to meet them out our local plumber Petrovich with his faithful companion — a giant red cat.
Spotted enemy figure, Koshak took a combat stance, fluffed tail and hissed. Just wanted to slap a paw in the face of the dog, as his owner screamed hysterically. And Petrovich calmly:
Fu, Matthew B., it is not necessary. There is nothing — solid GMOs!
via factroom.ru
Yesterday on the way home saw a picture. On the paved path busily paces luxurious Madame with a fluffy MOP of blond hair, and a thin leash he runs a small trembling creature — whether a dog, or a mouse. There to meet them out our local plumber Petrovich with his faithful companion — a giant red cat.
Spotted enemy figure, Koshak took a combat stance, fluffed tail and hissed. Just wanted to slap a paw in the face of the dog, as his owner screamed hysterically. And Petrovich calmly:
Fu, Matthew B., it is not necessary. There is nothing — solid GMOs!
via factroom.ru
