I don't give a shit if Atticus Finch said it was a sin to kill one. They're fucking annoying and if this one outside my window doesn't give it a rest, I'm going to start launching cats at it via a giant slingshot.
It'll look pretty similar to this, except I won't be wearing a bathing suit because 1). I'm not "beach-ready"; and 2). That's a lot of exposed skin for a cat to rip into because it's furious at being loaded into a giant slingshot.
In fact, this blog can't even be legitimately called "Today, it's..." because I'm currently writing this at 2 am, Central Time, where TwatTeeth, as I've affectionately named him, has been going strong for 4 hours now, and I expect he'll continue until at least 8 or 9 am, because that's been the trend for the past week.
I can't take it anymore!
Now that's a real man. I'd totally get it on with Gregory Peck.
Speaking of which, Mockingbird would totally be a bad-ass name/villain in a superhero series. His powers would include annoying the shit out of everyone he comes in contact with, and being impossible to scare and/or kill.
OH MY GAWD! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!!!!!!
