My day @ the beach was killah. I drank a juice box, some lemonade, a fuzzy alligator, and a rum runner. I ate part of a healthy turkey wrap, but then I totally devoured some nachos with guacamole. Then I ate some buffalo wings.
Yeah, basically I classed it up.
You could tell me that I won the lottery, right now, and I would be like, “Really? I don’t care. Let me tell you more about Scrubby.”
For his part, Scrubby is totes humble and won’t let this sudden stardom go to his head. As long as you feed him tuna flakes and rub his soft chin, he will be the same little guy. That’s why we like Scrubby. Simple needs for a simple kitteh.