Walking into work today I saw this flier…
I must have KAHN!
So I emailed the pic to Hubby telling him we should get CIA Cat a buddy and waited for a reply… it never came.
So I called him.
Me: (sing songy voice) Hey Sweety, whatchya doing?
Hubby: Working. Busy. What.
Me: (still singy songy voice) Did you get my email?
Me: (still singy songy but fading) Did you read it?
Hubby: Hold on… No way!
Me: (no singing) AAHHH COME ON PLEASE!!?? Didn’t you read the ad? Resistance is Futile!
Hubby: No, you’re crazy… I don’t even think that’s a real ad, how does he know if your email address works or not?
Me: He’s being artistically funny, I think.
Hubby: And your favorite movie isn’t The Beyond, that looks like it’s a requirement. Have you even seen it?
Me: No, but I’ll Netflix it. I REALLY WANT KAHN!.
Hubby: HA! I just googled it, it’s a 1980’s horror movie. You’re a pansy when it comes to horror movies, you will never watch that.
Me: Whatever I’ll IMDb it and get the summary, he’ll never know I didn’t really watch it. PLEASE HONEY! I really really want KAHN!
Hubby: Why that one? They all look exactly the same.
Me: Because whenever he’s bad I can throw my fists in the air and yell KKKKAAAHHHNNN!!!!
Hubby: … that’s why you want this kitty, not because you want CIA Cat to have a buddy, but so you can do your horrible Captain Kirk impersonation.
Me: What… doyou… mean. My…. Kirk impersonation… is… spoton.
Hubby: I’m hanging up now. Do not call me back. Do not email me. DO NOT get a kitty.
Me: FINE! But Do Not expect loving tonight!
poor Tony ( and i say that with love)
Poor Tony?! Poor Me!! I really wanted KAHN! 😦
I have ten new kittens that are everywhere. THEY’RE EVERYWHERE! You don’t want another kitty. Trust me!
OH!! Would you please name one KAHN!, preferably the nottiest one!!
If I were to do that, they’d all be named Kahn! Miserable little crying wretches!
HA! I can hear it now Bad KHAN! No KHAN! Stop it KHAN! KHAN! leave KHAN! alone! Has anyone see KHAN! and KHAN!?