Kitty DrunkDrunk wonders why she keeps dreaming of cheese

Published July 9, 2012 by Kitty DrunkDrunk

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Hey K DD! Just because my shoes have “air pillow insoles” doesn’t mean you can go passing out in them after a noontime bender at the sailor bar. And guess what? YOUR feet don’t smell all that great either! In fact, they reek of pee-soaked Fresh Step, dollar store knock-off cologne and Wild Turkey which makes me wonder just WHO you’ve been “making the dough” on?! ¬†Seriously. Get your drunken moosh outa my kicks and go wash those nasty paws, you tramp.

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3 comments on “Kitty DrunkDrunk wonders why she keeps dreaming of cheese

  • You know I once had a dream about being under attack from a T-Rex (Jurassic Park style, not the band. Marc Bolan would never be that nasty) and, yet, the T-Rex’s mug was Brad Pitt’s. I was very confused in the morning.

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