Of course, Robin. Even crime-fighters must eat.

First off, I want to start by saying that I have two cats that have very strange habits. One of them really likes liking a.) plastic bags and b.) my arm. Not just any arm, but my right arm, to be very specific. And you can't leave a fucking plastic bag out unless you want to hear that little fucker licking away at it day and fucking night. Even when I'm trying to sleep, so all bags have now been hidden and put away. The cat would lick my arm raw if I let him, but that little ass, rough tongue hurts. Its like sand paper, but miniature.

The other cat LOVES to the lick the wall. Not any wall, but the two same spots. It's weird. He will be quiet and then all of the sudden its as if, he is trying to lick the wall like a fucking ice cream cone. And he does it when I'm trying to sleep. These cats, I swear.

I love you, little meow-meows, but quit fucking licking!!

D. Grayson OUT!