Lawn after lawn after yawn.
Row upon row of windows and doors and roof and walls cut with a cookie-cutter.
Good thing I got cat-genes. Y'know how, to a cat, everything is up for inspection?
Come, lemme show you what I mean.
See this here?
What you see?
Look, Ma say, somebody can take this and make coconut broom.
Now, what you imagine when you hear coconut broom?
My friends, it is a good tool of shame. If you broom somebody with it, if you hit them with you' broom, ohhhh the shame, especially if anybody witness the brooming.
You can condemn a girl you dislike to unmarried-life with a broom too. Sweep she feet with it, she gon never marry.
One more thing. You can chase ol' higue, that vampire, from you' home. Beat she with you' broom.
Oh, wait a sec. One more. Wave the broom over a body possessed by bad spirit to do a li'l exorcising.
Me and Ma, we stop and consider this branch. We joke about dragging it home and making the broom. But only to sweep the rooms with, okay? I promise.
Lemme show you some other fascinating things we see.
Now, imagine what a cat would think about if he see all o' these, eh?
Long story short, me friends, is that, most of life is mundane. Even if you's a thrill-seeker, a super-model, a rich man, wealthy woman, super-star burning bright, you got to face the mundane-ity of existence some time or the other.
The secret, me friends, is to be a cat.
I hope you have a day loaded with lovely things to explore.
Plenty lurve, neena, xxx.