“Like you, I have to see them     
also, but they did send me some        
videos,” she said, and then paused,    
“They were ok, but they also looked too
good. Know what I mean?”               
     “Yeah, I do. Yours looked the same
way, and everyone else said the same   
thing. It looked too real, too good.”  
     “There’s something cat-like about 
them, though, something I can’t put my 
claws on, but honestly, I don’t really 
care.”                                 
     “Where are they?”                 
     “Don’t know. They won’t tell me   
until I’m out of here, but right now,  
that don’t fucking matter, because what
does fucking matter is you people,” she
said, stopped, and then pointed a paw  
right at me.                           
     “You people are fucking sick! I’ve
* never read so much sick shit, and I      
really don’t know why your species     
isn’t already extinct...” she almost   
shouted at me and from there went on to
explain the sick history of humans,    
according to AmyStrange, and I must    
admit that the evidence is             
overwhelming.                          
     Even with just the stuff I already
knew, humans were an evil lot, and that
made me an enemy. I could understand   
where she was coming from, but that    
didn't mean I had to like it.          
     “Most of the animals, you people  
eat are kept in cages so small...”     
     I liked to eat meat, but I didn't 
like to think about how it got to my   
plate. “I know all about that, and yes,
I’m a hypocrite, but not everyone is as
bad as all that shit you’re saying, and
besides, look at your own fucking      
species.                               



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