it was a lazy predictable saturday afternoon. porkchop was bored.
"i am so sad". no one ever comes to visit us.
"i have an idea" says miss chelsea.
"i will wave my magic paw and conjure up a visitor."
"ha! you ain't no magic cat, " porkchop laughs.
"wait a minute. maybe you is magic. my nose detects a visitor."
"why hello there! my name is ellie and i traveled from afar."
"come on porkchop. get up. let's play."
"what was i thinking? dogs tire me," complained miss chelsea.next time i conjure up a visitor, it's gonna be rap-cat from rally's."
meow meow meow meow meow meow
the end.
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ummm...rizza...i think mr. daniels has a little too much time on his hands. you should put him in pilates or something. but, a fantastic film nonetheless. i especially liked how trashtruck portrayed herself, and motivated porkchop to banish the redundancy in his life.
As Amber pointed out - perhaps someone (Mr. Daniels? maybe...) has too much time on their hands. But as long as said time is spent entertaining the likes of me then by all means...play on.
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