“Boss wants to see you”
I dint do nuthin!
That big potat is straight out of a Dickens novel.
I’ll bet its name goes something like Ebenezer Pottlewick Grimshaw.Now that’s a name
I have a strong urge to not deal catnip anywhere near his city
Nandor the Purrlentless
“Nee Jabba no badda.”
The Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch was as constipated as he was grim. Some said Mister Fluffybottom had seen all kinds of shit except his own, though they didn’t dare saying it when he was near.
He reigns with a cruel, fluffy fist.
Given that this is a tortoiseshell, tremble before her.
Kittus Vanderbilt, 1887, colorized
The moustache I can only envy
Boss Tweed-ass son of a tomcat
He fur sure fired upon his striking workers.
fired upon
oh dear
Bobo Del Rey vibes
A cat of industry
it is missing a flail