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He’s the silent killer. Like carbon monoxide.

Conversation with Victor last week:

me: I think Hunter S. Thomcat is trying to kill me in my sleep.

Victor: I think you’d be the first person killed by a kitten ever.

me: If it’s going to happen to someone wouldn’t you think it would be me?

Victor:  Point taken.

me:  I keep waking up with his cat hands around my neck and he’s squeezing as hard as he can.  If he had thumbs I’d be dead right now.

Victor:  He’s probably just trying to hug you.

me:  To death.  He’s been taking lessons from Copernicus.

Victor:  You’re over-reacting.

me:  He’s glaring at me like “Why are you still breathing?  So annoying.”

Victor:  I worry about you.

me:  You’re right to.

So then I decided to make a video the next time HST got affectionate and/or murderous and this is what I got:

In my defense, he seems much more menacing in the dark.

In unrelated news, it’s time for the weekly wrap up.

What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):

What you missed on the internets:

This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:

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