Sebastian hissed and spit at me as I approached the abandoned shed. But why would my beloved pet treat me this way? His mood had certainly changed over the past few weeks. |
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Upon opening the shed door I realized the truth. Sebastian was in the midst of a month-long catnip binge. My realization was short lived, though, for in an instant Sebastian was on me like stink on sh*t. His drug-crazed assault gave me a nasty cut on my big toe, which got infected and I died a week later. |
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On the bright side, I got reincarnated as a real-life lesbain! I LOVE YOU SEBASTIAN!!!! |
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