I visited Hollywood once, and I was appalled that I didn’t see my name on the walk of fame. Like, do they not know who I am?! I took the matter into my own paws and scratched out Mr. Jones to write in my name. I got the worker dirty with my paws, but he …
I once led an army into battle. It was an August night during 1952, and I was hungry. The family down the street were cooking a whole chicken, I could smell the chickeny essence floating down the road. I ring-a-ding-dinged them to ask for a plate, and they told me no. No, NO?! What the …
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