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15 years ago
General
Yes, it's me, Dusky Sam again! Max is off planet for some serious intergalactic political dealings, I'm sure, so I have the run of his journal once more!
As some may know or have guessed I'm a rather kinky sort of cat. Not to say I do awful things to people for my own good pleasure, but I have dareIsay some strange tastes. After that wonderful excursion to the Winter Solstice bondage convention I've been looking into outfitting myself with some new and unusual accessories. If I'm going to be caught at conventions I won't be caught looking conventional!
I'd like to think I'm stylish despite my lack of allowance, and so I've found more than a few items of footwear at the local Goodwill (I am such a shill!) that I shall be purchasing first thing tomorrow morning. I've sized up some nice sneakers, dress shoes, and most excitedly of all, two pairs of knee high black women's boots! YIY!!! They will look SO chic with my black metallic foil spandex suit and black leather gloves, and with some spiked wristbands and a leatherish body harness I'll be ready to go out for all sorts of occassions! Or at least some occassions, I doubt I'd be so welcome at church with this sort of getup!
Until a few weeks ago I never thought that wearing women's clothes would be a turnon, and though I'm not about to parade around like a schoolgirl I am all for looking like Eddie Izzard. He is a very classy transvestite, I must say, he has a lovely balance of style and taste. Oh to be in his shoes for an hour!
And as I will be meeting up with some out of state transvestites in the very near future it would only be proper to bridge the gap as they say. That and as a small cat I really like what 5 inch heels can do for my stance, I can tower over Max's little pet mice all the more ferociously! Mrow fftt! Those dastardly mice will cower in fear for sure!
Lulu: Yeah right.
Lolita: We'll still laugh at you, cat!
Lulu: You dress like a girl.
Lolita: More like a prostitute!
Lulu/Lolita: teeheeheeheeheeheehee!
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I'll teach you rodents a lesson in manners! NO ONE CALLS ME A PROSTITUTE!
(door opens and Max steps inside with suitcases)
Sam: Max! Back so soon?
Max: Hello everyone, I'm home! Have you all been behaving?
Lulu: Sam wants to dress like a girl and scare us.
Lolita: And he's using your journal on FA again to tell people this!
Max: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH! SAMUEL CATNIPNIK! What have I told you about that?!?
Sam: Erm....
Max: Why do this, huh? Why test my kindness and generosity time and time again?
Sam: I like to do it...
Max: Oh, so you like being a jackanapes, do you?!
Lolita: You're a jackanapes!
Max: I want you to apologize to all the folks in FA-land and let them know that it's not a right or good thing to hijack other furry journals and post loopy garbage on them.
Lulu: Then go shave your head.
Sam: NO! I don't have to do this! I don't have to listen to you and your uppity micelings! I am my own cat, and it's a cat's duty to abuse rodents and lagomorphs alike! I can do as I wish!
Max: Fine. Then take it elsewhere. From now on you cannot use my account. That is final.
Sam: I shant listen to you, bunny! I will do as I please!
Max: Then please yourself somewhere else. I am through with your antics. There's the door.
Sam: But it's past midnight! You can't kick me out now, it's so cold out!
Max: Just go. I must be tough on you, or you will never be a responsible fellow.
Sam: Like you are I'm sure!
Max: Look, I go to work everyday so that I can keep a roof over my head and food on my table. I took you in because I thought by example I could instill that in you as well. I was wrong. You are a nogoodnik, Catnipnik.
Lulu: nogoodcatnik
Lolita: catpunkdipshit
Sam: Hey don't you two start!
Max: Ladies, no need to rub it in. I think Sam knows this is for the best. Though it may hurt at first, he'll need to learn how to fend for himself on FA. Time to cut the cord.
Sam: Mrow... I suppose you're right. But I have no pictures, no artwork, no anything to show who or what I am. I'll just be a paintbrush icon!
Max: And I wasn't when I first got started? It's ok, I'm sure you'll get all that sorted out in no time! And I'll help you out as much as I can, just don't abuse me.
Sam: I like abuse.
Max: I don't. Now go to bed, we'll get this ball rolling tomorrow, what do you say?
Sam: Well, alright. And to all the FA folks, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been hijacking Max's journals, it was wrong of me. But fun nonetheless!
Lulu: derfhead
Lolita: saltlick
Sam: MRRRwor! hisssss
Max: Enough! Time for all of us to get some sleep.
Sam: So I can stay in tonight?
Max: You may. I'm not so heartless, just don't take all the blankets like you HEY!
(Sam runs off with the blankets, cackling)
Max: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUU
As some may know or have guessed I'm a rather kinky sort of cat. Not to say I do awful things to people for my own good pleasure, but I have dareIsay some strange tastes. After that wonderful excursion to the Winter Solstice bondage convention I've been looking into outfitting myself with some new and unusual accessories. If I'm going to be caught at conventions I won't be caught looking conventional!
I'd like to think I'm stylish despite my lack of allowance, and so I've found more than a few items of footwear at the local Goodwill (I am such a shill!) that I shall be purchasing first thing tomorrow morning. I've sized up some nice sneakers, dress shoes, and most excitedly of all, two pairs of knee high black women's boots! YIY!!! They will look SO chic with my black metallic foil spandex suit and black leather gloves, and with some spiked wristbands and a leatherish body harness I'll be ready to go out for all sorts of occassions! Or at least some occassions, I doubt I'd be so welcome at church with this sort of getup!
Until a few weeks ago I never thought that wearing women's clothes would be a turnon, and though I'm not about to parade around like a schoolgirl I am all for looking like Eddie Izzard. He is a very classy transvestite, I must say, he has a lovely balance of style and taste. Oh to be in his shoes for an hour!
And as I will be meeting up with some out of state transvestites in the very near future it would only be proper to bridge the gap as they say. That and as a small cat I really like what 5 inch heels can do for my stance, I can tower over Max's little pet mice all the more ferociously! Mrow fftt! Those dastardly mice will cower in fear for sure!
Lulu: Yeah right.
Lolita: We'll still laugh at you, cat!
Lulu: You dress like a girl.
Lolita: More like a prostitute!
Lulu/Lolita: teeheeheeheeheeheehee!
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I'll teach you rodents a lesson in manners! NO ONE CALLS ME A PROSTITUTE!
(door opens and Max steps inside with suitcases)
Sam: Max! Back so soon?
Max: Hello everyone, I'm home! Have you all been behaving?
Lulu: Sam wants to dress like a girl and scare us.
Lolita: And he's using your journal on FA again to tell people this!
Max: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH! SAMUEL CATNIPNIK! What have I told you about that?!?
Sam: Erm....
Max: Why do this, huh? Why test my kindness and generosity time and time again?
Sam: I like to do it...
Max: Oh, so you like being a jackanapes, do you?!
Lolita: You're a jackanapes!
Max: I want you to apologize to all the folks in FA-land and let them know that it's not a right or good thing to hijack other furry journals and post loopy garbage on them.
Lulu: Then go shave your head.
Sam: NO! I don't have to do this! I don't have to listen to you and your uppity micelings! I am my own cat, and it's a cat's duty to abuse rodents and lagomorphs alike! I can do as I wish!
Max: Fine. Then take it elsewhere. From now on you cannot use my account. That is final.
Sam: I shant listen to you, bunny! I will do as I please!
Max: Then please yourself somewhere else. I am through with your antics. There's the door.
Sam: But it's past midnight! You can't kick me out now, it's so cold out!
Max: Just go. I must be tough on you, or you will never be a responsible fellow.
Sam: Like you are I'm sure!
Max: Look, I go to work everyday so that I can keep a roof over my head and food on my table. I took you in because I thought by example I could instill that in you as well. I was wrong. You are a nogoodnik, Catnipnik.
Lulu: nogoodcatnik
Lolita: catpunkdipshit
Sam: Hey don't you two start!
Max: Ladies, no need to rub it in. I think Sam knows this is for the best. Though it may hurt at first, he'll need to learn how to fend for himself on FA. Time to cut the cord.
Sam: Mrow... I suppose you're right. But I have no pictures, no artwork, no anything to show who or what I am. I'll just be a paintbrush icon!
Max: And I wasn't when I first got started? It's ok, I'm sure you'll get all that sorted out in no time! And I'll help you out as much as I can, just don't abuse me.
Sam: I like abuse.
Max: I don't. Now go to bed, we'll get this ball rolling tomorrow, what do you say?
Sam: Well, alright. And to all the FA folks, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been hijacking Max's journals, it was wrong of me. But fun nonetheless!
Lulu: derfhead
Lolita: saltlick
Sam: MRRRwor! hisssss
Max: Enough! Time for all of us to get some sleep.
Sam: So I can stay in tonight?
Max: You may. I'm not so heartless, just don't take all the blankets like you HEY!
(Sam runs off with the blankets, cackling)
Max: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Max: OUT, damn cat, OUT!