Chupe: It's just like a 3 day drive to San Diego, right? Let's do this thing. By which I mean to say, let's "make it" "prison-style". By which I mean to say, I get so "bored" that I will "kill myself" by drinking "bleach".
Oh wait, here comes my cat.
"How was your day, Fritzy?"
"mow"
"Yeah I know...your food's late...the thing i-"
"mow"
"Yeah well someone has to go to work everyday, and that someone isn't a c-"
"mow"
"You know what? Fine." (Pours food into bowl).
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