Any cat lovers out there who don't watch
cuteoverload? Check out this picture. Don't they just look as though they had, y'know, planned it? They've got the little earpiece thingies in their ears, coordinating their positions.
"Calling Ginger the Cat, calling Ginger the Cat"
"Roger, Fluffy. I'm in position. I'm on three, you take one."
"Stripey's on two. Repeat, Stripey's on two."
"Got the area covered."
Or maybe they're playing Schroedinger's cats, in some sort of theatre-of-the-absurd rendition. "Whadda y'mean, you're not sure whether we're dead or not until you open the box? We don't even fit in the box!"
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"Calling Ginger the Cat, calling Ginger the Cat"
"Roger, Fluffy. I'm in position. I'm on three, you take one."
"Stripey's on two. Repeat, Stripey's on two."
"Got the area covered."
Or maybe they're playing Schroedinger's cats, in some sort of theatre-of-the-absurd rendition. "Whadda y'mean, you're not sure whether we're dead or not until you open the box? We don't even fit in the box!"