
You don’t even understand. When you’re this cute, you can do absolutely anything you want, and no one will ever tell you otherwise.
Guess who rearranged farmer Johnny’s chicken coops? That was all me. And guess who ate all the apples in the silo? Me too. And why didn’t I gain any weight, you ask? Well, because when you’re this cute, metabolism doesn’t apply. Seriously, I am the controller, and your argument is utterly invalid.
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